Tasting: These Perfect Over-Easy eggs and wheat toast. Toast is slightly burnt. I called it "Mother's Toast" as aren't these the wedges mothers always end up with?!
Hearing: The sounds of many mighty machines, putting in infrastructure (I HATE that word; that, along with Paradigm, Mission Statement and Haz Mat set my teeth on edge. Overused and brandished about by those with small minds in the '90's) southwest of our house
Seeing: A stormy-skied view off our deck. with...
Smelling: A row of flower trees that are giving off their floral perfume in wafts of delight.
Touching: The blue-black seal-slick sleek hair of Oldest. (Which could also qualify for the smelling and seeing entry, come to think of it... )
Borrowed from Pea Soup.