There are many variations on the old joke “How many _____ does it take to screw in a light bulb?” My question is instead, “How many people does it take to make a book?” Today…
It’s been years since I ingested cotton candy and thought it was fun. Not much more than sugared air, the memory of eating it only lingered as long as my blue lips. However, the good…
Honey sweetens my tea, drips thickly on toast, and smells wonderful in my bath soap. Throughout winter we hoard the honey in memory of the greening spring and golden summer. Bumblebees are stirring now. They…
Every time I smell apples baking, vivid memories wash over me of my grandmother carefully rolling out the dough for the crust, watching the red apple peels curl away from her deft knife, and then…