Late last week I was dwelling in my daughter’s first take on this same topic, and frankly it had me a bit teary-eyed. Of course that is the heart of the 5 senses- they stir such emotion and longing while triggering memories instantaneously when we give over to bear the witness of their full impact us. Of late, these are the ones dearest to me:
the sight of a table waiting for us to gather
hearing her read
the taste of her food outside of me
the soft touch of milkweed
the smell of cinnamon rolls baking in my kitchen
Corner view is a weekly Wednesday gathering, hosted originally hosted by Jane, now by Francesca. A topic is given and you can see impressions; be it photographic or writerly in form from around the world: Jane, Dana, Bonny, Joyce, Ian, Francesca, Theresa, Cate, Kasia, Otli, Trinsch, Isabelle, Janis, Kari, jgy, Lise, Dorte, McGillicutty, Sunnymama, Ibb, Kelleyn, Ninja, Sky, RosaMaria, Juniper, Valerie, Sammi, Cole, Don, WanderChow, FlowTops, Tania, Tzivia, Kristin, Laura, Guusje, Susanna, Juana, Elsa, Nadine, Annabel
Ordinary Afters... 
Lovely post, BOTH posts in fact! You did even twice on one theme, great!
two great thoughtful posts. And that last baking photo…. oh, well, I can feel a faint parfume of cinnamon, now!
Lovely thoughts and images. I want to feel that soft baby head, too. I remember that feeling well.
Oohhh – the smell of cinnamon is divine!
reading already! soon she’ll be reading to her sisters, and you’ll have a little more free time 🙂