Sept. 2019
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a brisk autumn walk the muddy blend of colors deepens my mood where are the highlights and bright spots of yesterday? Ribbons:Tanka Cafe
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oh, this wind! it sweeps me past my gate then spins me home spring clean-up- in the sweat of hard work a settling peace solid gray sky- fors...
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Haha! Autumn starts when I slip into my chamois shirt!
Same here, on the second one.
Love the third. I have yet to do a roast as good as my mother's.
remembering the
heady scent of Sunday roast
mama's seasoning
Ah, yes! Mom's cooking. Mom took no short cuts, no premade gravies, soup stock, blended spice and herb mixes, no cake mixes. I began that way, but gave in to convenience as ready made products became more available.
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Adelaide
__ So many "tasters" dislike fruit cake, but my Mom merged that fruitiness to the point of perfection. From Halloween through Thanksgiving, New Years Days and especially Christmases... neighbors asked for her fruit cake loafs. I think 'twas the 'Cranberries' along with the other fruits, that caused that tangy conflict, that twixt the sweet and sour. Yes, all natural, nothing pre-made... no A&P mixes. Smiles _m
I love fruit cake. I'm sure I would love your mother's.
Adelaide
Luv the nostalgia in the simmering pot sumie
Merry Christmas Adelaide
Much🎅love
Thank you gillena
adelaide
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