SOL March 31: A 5-4-3-2-1 Post

I learned about this format from another slicer yesterday, and I thought I could post this much earlier, but got sidelined by my phone going dark. But I don’t want to slice about that. Here’s a more upbeat slice. The format is 5 things I see, 4 things I hear, 3 things I feel, 2 things I smell, and 1 thing I taste.

In Central Park

 

I see auras of golden forsythia soaring upward.

I see yolky daffodils, lemony daffodils, competing for who’s prettiest.

I see bedrock rising from the earth.

I see vacant playing fields anticipate warmer weather and baseball players.

I see glass spires and terraced apartment buildings girdle the park.

 

I hear distant swoosh of traffic on the road transversing the park.

I hear the distant buzz of construction drills.

I hear an ambulance siren speeding to someone’s aid.

I hear the internal hiss of tinnitus that accompanies  me.

 

I feel the chill brush of a March breeze.

I feel the stout wood of the green bench I sit on.

I feel the bristly fur of a passing dog I do not pet.

 

I smell the moisture of earlier rain, perhaps lurking for later.

I smell the tang of gasoline from a gardening vehicle or those cars on the transverse road.

 

I taste oncoming spring.

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I’m participating in the 14th annual Slice of Life Challenge over at Two Writing Teachers. This is day 31 of the 31-day challenge.  It’s not too late to make space for daily writing in a community that is encouraging, enthusiastic, and eager to read what you have to slice about.  Join in!