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I inherited my mother's delicate hummingbird bones and gregarious knees {as a teenager, my knees were more talkative than I was in the early mornings}. Even though I prefer the calm serenity of yoga, every other year or so I take up running for a handful of months. When the mercury plummets, ...
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Summer held its breath until the 13th hour. Finally, upon exhalation, the weather is sticky, languid as molasses...deliciously perfect. I'm odd to relish humidity and that spot on the small of the back which never completely dries during (and after) meandering through a non-air conditioned farm ...
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a mile-high cake with ridiculous amounts of blueberries! for once...for once, i made a layer cake that isn't lopsided. :P
An innocent, dulcet confection; this cake is not a New Orleans-bound wayfarer, nor is it distraught enough to weave its way into a visceral novel. It is, however, a chaos of blueberries and, compared to my previous (cockeyed) layer cakes, quite lofty. My blog turned five last April, ...
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Raspberry Pecan Lizer Torte
"We write for the same reason that we walk, talk, climb mountains or swim the oceans - because we can. We have some impulse that makes us want to explain ourselves to other human beings. That's why we paint, that's why we dare to love someone - because we h...
My once-everlasting writing flask has been bone dry for almost a month. I'm thirsty. I feel the need to express myself pulsating beneath a well that's succumbed (overnight!) to choking tendrils of kudzu & dilapidated terracotta bricks. How do writers & poets recapture a muse when it drifts ...
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Chocolate Dipped Coconut Caramel-Honey Shortbread
"May, and among the miles of leafing, blossoms storm out of the darkness." ~ Mary Oliver, first line from "May" Occasionally I go through periods of immense restlessness, I cannot sit still for a respectable amount of time and sleeps is frustratingly elusiv...
Occasionally I go through periods of immense restlessness, I cannot sit still for a respectable amount of time and sleeps is frustratingly elusive. It's a smorgasbord of insoluble agitation and hazy longing; a moth with a light, albeit immovable, pebble pressed upon the very tip of one wing.
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early morning Cinnamon Toffee Banana Bread
"I love the abstract, delicate, profound, vague, voluptuously wordless sensation of living ecstatically." ~ Anaïs Nin, from a letter to Henry Miller, in A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin and Henry Miller, 1932-1953 This banana bread is my love letter...
This banana bread is my love letter to you. The first loaf fell. Literally. I had everything arranged for a photo shoot; slices splayed out in pseudo-haphazard fashion, errant scatterings of flour, an odd number of eggs peeking around the corners of wrinkled napkins and a wayward scoop of ground ...
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September escaped through my pale fingers like a hungry will-o'-the wisp. I had so many plans for her; for us, for summer's bookend...a rustic (lopsided) sylvan honeysuckle + plum birthday cake, at least. Luckily I managed to conjure a few jaunty rabbits from September, before myopic October ...
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August is a matchstick. It burns too fast and too hot and I'm never ready for pensive September. The lion of August has not been its usual fiery, passionate self - which only makes me more anxious. After finally falling in step with the bass rhythm of summer, I'm utterly ill-prepared for autumn.
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Lemon Lavender Olive Oil Cake
It's a memory I've hoarded for twenty-odd years and still claim in moments of déjà vu when time stops,  its seed case cracks open, as a storm cracks open, a whole summer happens in one hour, and I know again what Plato's paradise of souls awaiting rebirth i...
It's a memory I've hoarded for twenty-odd years and still claim in moments of déjà vu when time stops, its seed case cracks open, as a storm cracks open, a whole summer happens in one hour, and I know again what Plato's paradise of souls awaiting rebirth is made of: ...
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Pistachio & Almond Cake (gluten-free)
"I wonder how it is I miss, these things I've never known."   ~ Lang Leav, from "A Stranger," in Love & Misadventure ' Let fly .' In my sometimes too self-controlled, hyaline world, I long for someone to give me permission to just...be. There's an intricate...
'Let fly.' In my sometimes too self-controlled, hyaline world, I long for someone to give me permission to just...be. There's an intricate tear in the cosmos that ruptures during strange weather. When negative ions build in the stratosphere prior to a thunderstorm, earth & air are open and ...
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Strawberry Rhubarb Rolls with Lime Glaze
How swiftly the strained honey of afternoon light flows into darkness and the closed bud shrugs off its special mystery in order to break into blossom: as if what exits, exists so that it can be lost and become precious. ~ "In Passing" by Lisel Mueller Toda...
Today is a young, tart strawberry. It's not quite ripe enough to be an ample morning but I've been up since 5:34 am; it feels as though it ought to be noon, at least. I haven't been able to slip into my springtime aura. Mornings are too crisp and my icy fingertips still curl too tightly around a ...
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Red Grape Tart with Rosemary Almond Cookie Crust
"The clocks of flowers rise, it's April and yellow and these seconds are an autopsy of this word,          suddenly." ~ Bob Hicok, from "So I know"  Spring is cautious this year. I imagine a cellist who somehow feels estranged from her beloved instrument. W...
Spring is cautious this year. I imagine a cellist who somehow feels estranged from her beloved instrument. When sunlight spills through my morning window, I feel her raising a tentative bow and bringing it to pulsating strings; but as I hold my breath, there's a skipped heartbeat - - a ...
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