Seen: through the eye of Holga. I convinced students to be models for my weird, colorful vision. I hope it turns out….
Heard: vinyl every day. I was pleased with which records presented themselves while reorganizing.
Smelled: breakfast in bed made by my main man. I’m a lucky girl.
Tasted: Sweeticles. I’ve talked about them before, and I am positive I’ll talk about them again.
Felt: the wind. We have our own little forest behind our new house and the wind blowing through those trees sounds like ghosts. Nancy also enjoys the leaves that get thrown about.
What have your senses picked up on?
p.s. This idea is borrowed from a blogger whose amazing Polaroids I have crushed on forever.