I bought a brown felt hat in a western store
wearing it with the sunroof open I
heard birds
the squeaky axle on a truck
smelled grass just cut
felt sunlight in the shade of its brim
a rushing roar, the radio off.
A series of moments on Hwy. 167
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You did such a good job engaging the senses on this one. Liked the smelled grass just cut, especially.
felt sunlight in the shade of its brim
Sounds like an enjoyable ride! 🙂
My new car has one of these. I’m still pushing the buttons. Wow. Think you captured it – all in the “right now”. Well done.