Wednesday, October 14, 2015

A Month Of Conception



Quiet day balanced tenuously between yearnings and contentment. 
Domestic chores moved slowly through and then a nap and then a coffee and and then a kiss and then a pie now resting in the refrigerator. I had leftover sweetened condensed milk from Lily's tres leches cake and leftover chopped almonds and flour from some cobbler, lemons and eggs. A bastardized key lime pie with meringue over all and sour and sweetness and smooth and crunch and the air is cool and going to be cooler and my heart is all over the place from here 


to here



 and it is time to slice cucumbers.

October has always been the witchiest and richest time of year for me. 

My soul gets lost but it always comes home. And the laundry gets done. 





14 comments:

  1. Such a lovely description of your day.

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  2. And oh! Those baby toes! (I don't have grandchildren yet, but I've got two new twin baby nieces -- there's just nothing like a new baby in the family!)

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  3. Aghhhh....an August foot! My heart is twanging! X

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  4. Oh, that foot!

    That pie sounds delicious.

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  5. That foot must be kissed. Please kiss it for me!

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  6. The baby foot is divine, and those perfectly hung clothes so peaceful --

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  7. Something about your posts like this one always give me solace about the world. I just love you.

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  8. That baby foot is the ultimate!

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  9. This makes me groan inside with recognition.

    Me too.

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  10. I like October too, the last calm month before the insanity of November and December.

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  11. baby feel have always been especially tender

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  12. Yes, it has been an interesting month. Beautiful but still I am looking to today and not backwards.

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