Monday, December 30, 2013

Some take stock at the end of the year….

why not make it?  Simple -- onions, carrots, garlic, peppercorns, dried herbs.

And the poem?  Simple as that straight-forward recipe with a surprise ingredient.  Perhaps, dried lemons.  Or cinnamon.  Or beets.  Or a combination.

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  1. Susan E. GangelJanuary 3, 2014 at 10:26 AM

    The daughter became enchanted with the fountain,
    remembering the words of Lao-Tse that "water never rests,
    neither by day or by night. Hence it is said it does not struggle."
    She felt the air full of moisture, full of hope.

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