Thank you, O Lord, in this bountiful season for the five senses to relish your world. Thank you for the succulent smells of the fruits of the earth in the kitchens of our mothers and wives. Thank you for the odor of rich delta dirt on a warm, foggy, winter morning. Thank you for the smell of wood smoke; especially that tinted with lightered pine.
Senses of Thanksgiving
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