Sunday, April 26, 2015

Rusty Clawfoot & A Vanilla Blueberry Scone


 The dusting.


The measuring.


The crumbling.
[and ET neck inverted selfie]


The whisking.


The shaping.


The clean up.


The aroma.


They were delicious.
Absolutely F-N delicious...
on my great grandma Mary's...
pre-WWII china.


A new outdoor creekside tub space...


is in the works.
[note to self...
must buy...
one clawfoot
and
mosquito netting]
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And this played on Pandora...

[G-Ma Mary preferred to watch wrestling on TV
over listening to music, 
this song reminds me of her daughter in-law, 
my father's mother, Helen.
I am still surprised each day how
my relationship with her has influenced
who I am in this world]