Today I took a five sensation walk:
smell…the dry grasses of the fields
touch…the cool air of a pocket beside a hill
sound…the thirty squawking pigeonsflying from a rooftop directly towards me
sight…the furry neon yellow caterpillar crossing my path
taste…this one is tricky…I’ll have to think about it…
About taste…on my walk today I remembered wondering yesterday about the taste of the pine cones that the squirrels were eating and spitting out: do they taste of resin? So my gustatory sensation of yesterday was purely speculative.
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