Friday, March 28, 2008

Day 28, Friday, March 28

afternoon sit with the boy and the dog.

gentle rain falling as we sat. three new inches of snow today, covering the eastern half of the trees' bare grounds, announcing the earlier wind's direction. the new snow is wet, loose, and heavy now; most of the tree limbs have already shaken it to the ground.

startled a low-perching bird as we approached the sit spot. fairly large, wings whistled like a dove's, but something about it didn't look dove-like as it flew away - couldn't see any white on the tail, which i think i can usually.

water on snow sounded like rice crispies, the gentle crackling and popping (and snapping too, okay, yes).

a truck slammed on its breaks in front of the neighbor boy's house, backed up furiously, then pulled into their driveway. i watched through the trees, mildly concerned, as a man approached the door, then saw that he was delivering a pizza.

moments later, before he reached his car, i smelled warm oil on the breeze. it was thrilling to have my sense of smell - one of my most subtle senses - tell me what had just happened, even from such a distance. if i had been asked whether i would be able to smell pizza from their house even with the wind carrying the smell directly towards me, i wouldn't have thought so. this really awakened my other senses, as it suddenly reminded me of how important they all are, how each one - even the weaker ones - can clue me in to what's happening or has happened around me.

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