The past 90 days, my life has been...

Pungent - like puffing log smoke from brick chimneys on a windy mountain cabin

Bitter - like wafting freshly ground expresso

Piquant - like snow covered pine trees and moist mud

Peppery - like fresh snow that melts in my mouth

Woody - like the heavy rough quilt that smells of me,

Acidic - like the iron rails of winding familiar stairs.

Soothing - like the dark cocoa pair that stare back from the mirror, sunsets have turned them from a young green to a deep and dark brown ...they can be heavy, they can wander and I wonder if they know more than they should..