Flirt

Just when I think autumn is an incurable flirt and she’s left again for weeks, she reaches out a foggy fingertip and trails it along the curve of my jaw, her dark eyes sparkling with mischief and her hair swirling around us, leaves in the wind.

It’s cool again here, misty and foggily overcast in the mornings this past day or two. I actually brought my fall umbrella, a gift from Mom, along with me today to work, thinking it might actually rain again. No such luck… but maybe this weekend it will be chilly enough to do some baking.

One thing about my recipe and computing posts: I write so that anyone should be able to follow my instructions, even people that haven’t done much baking or computing before. People with more knowledge than that will probably be surprised at the amount of detail or information that I include, and that’s OK.

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Today I am once again feeling thankful for big fluffy comforters. There’s just nothing like falling asleep snuggled under one, and waking in the chill of morning all toasty warm. And having a sleepy cat curled up next to one’s feet, on top of said big fluffy comforter, is also a wonderful thing.

Posted Friday, October 11th, 2002 at 9:46 pm
Filed Under Category: homemaking
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