Interesting photo. I like it. I like the quote too. My mom cooked on an old coal stove that was either too hot or the fire was out. Lots of memories of those days when the linoleum floor covering in the kitchen rose up and down like ocean waves. Depending on the wind and weather, of course. Those were the days when air conditioning meant you had more holes in the house than expected or somebody left the windows open.
I like your post today.
My post today explains about a duck's sexual habits. Not sure if I should label it with an "X" or not.
It is a continuity thing isn't it? When I am rolling pastry, the click, click of my ring on the rolling pin takes me right back to childhood. Mum isn't a great cook as she had no mother to teach her and they fended for themselves during the war, coping with rationing, but it was still lovely to share in learning together how to make new recipes.
Tenderness contains an element of sadness. It is not the sadness of feeling sorry for yourself or feeling deprived, but it is a natural situation of fullness. You feel so full and rich, as if you were about to shed tears. Your eyes are full of tears, and the moment you blink, the tears will spill out of your eyes and roll down your cheeks. In order to be a good warrior, one has to feel this sad and tender heart. Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche
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Madeleine has a noticeable (and eye catching) birth defect in her right eye pupil - not obvious in this picture. It looks like the black of her pupil has run into the rest of her eye - like a tear drop.
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I think something yummy was in the process of becoming.
I love to cook!
That is so true, and nothing tastes like a Mum's cooking..!
Interesting photo. I like it. I like the quote too. My mom cooked on an old coal stove that was either too hot or the fire was out. Lots of memories of those days when the linoleum floor covering in the kitchen rose up and down like ocean waves. Depending on the wind and weather, of course. Those were the days when air conditioning meant you had more holes in the house than expected or somebody left the windows open.
I like your post today.
My post today explains about a duck's sexual habits. Not sure if I should label it with an "X" or not.
I used to enjoy cooking but find it a real chore nowadays!!
It is a continuity thing isn't it? When I am rolling pastry, the click, click of my ring on the rolling pin takes me right back to childhood. Mum isn't a great cook as she had no mother to teach her and they fended for themselves during the war, coping with rationing, but it was still lovely to share in learning together how to make new recipes.
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