Thursday, December 10, 2009

mhmmm..

not bad. a few are burnt. but oh well...:)

1 comment:

Stream said...

Jewels, I can smell the cookies, send some over at once! PLEASE! It is windy and the coldest night since last Winter; the wind chimes are ringing incessantly. Gloria was here earlier tonight for the drum circle. She is doing so well with her new titanium knee, it is a miracle. I can only agree with your observations about how words can be so treacherous. Am I really hearing what is being spoken, or is my understanding colored and skewed by my own limited mind? The greatness of Shakespeare and the great poets is that they manage to infuse their words with such living power that it doesn't matter if they are not perfectly understood - they still communicate. it is like magic, isn't it? Heart to heart, spirit to spirit across time. A week from tonight we celebrate Rumi. Same thing: 700 years, a vastly different culture and it does not matter, he speaks directly to us today and we love him. I love imagining you walking around with your belly, being treated with the deference due a pregnant young matron. Much love, S~