Days of darkness are counted (and I expect a low number)

For years — decades — I have often loved the intensity which is often entailed in dark coffee, dark cigars, even the darkness in the struggle which is said to teach the individual how to succeed and grow in life. It seems, though that some of the dark things in life can be put aside.

Two Blueberry-Basil Cornbread ends — one end is the end, another end is the beginning

For the first time, today I decided to put the small piece left from the last baked bread on a plate for breakfast, as well as the first slice of the newly baked one. Not a large breakfast. Just the conscientious mindset, wanting to enjoy freshness, without discarding of the not so fresh. These are… Continue reading Two Blueberry-Basil Cornbread ends — one end is the end, another end is the beginning