Thursday, February 05, 2009

Red, shut the door and resin.

1. On top of my almond macaroon there is a sliver of sweet scarlet glacè cherry.

2. Closing the door on the ice outside.

3. Our soap has a resin scent that I can't get enough of.

Over the field, the path divides and perished.

1. After the bridge, the hard path cuts across the middle of a grass field spangled with buttercups. 2. The hard path continues left; or the...