But then I realized that seeing isn't everything. Smelling and tasting are mighty fine, too, and my kitchen was speaking both those languages loud and clear. Warm, cinnamon-scented air. Lemon/blueberry on my tongue. Not a feast for the eyes, maybe, but sensory beauty nonetheless.
Monday, February 05, 2007
Sunday, February 4
It was a lazy day at home. Too cold to go outside. Nothing reached out to grab me visually, and I didn't feel like manufacturing something for the sake of a photo.
But then I realized that seeing isn't everything. Smelling and tasting are mighty fine, too, and my kitchen was speaking both those languages loud and clear. Warm, cinnamon-scented air. Lemon/blueberry on my tongue. Not a feast for the eyes, maybe, but sensory beauty nonetheless.
But then I realized that seeing isn't everything. Smelling and tasting are mighty fine, too, and my kitchen was speaking both those languages loud and clear. Warm, cinnamon-scented air. Lemon/blueberry on my tongue. Not a feast for the eyes, maybe, but sensory beauty nonetheless.
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I don't know, Rachel... this looks like a feast for the eyes and for the body. You set this composition up well. I could see this in a food magazine.
I'll be right over! YUM!
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