Have a cookie.
I'm packing the car with homemade cookies to take to my extended family I haven't seen in three years.
It's been a looooooooooooooooong pandemic.
Thank you, Laura Shovan, for hosting this US Independence Day holiday weekend! I'm saving some red, white & blue cookies for you!
I have such a crazy mix of things that went into today's post I can only explain it as an equation post.
These are the bits at the start:
What Our Lady of Snows
Doesn’t Know About Me
How surprised I was to find his unpainted conical body online. Carved out of manlave wood.
My fingers. How still after my last rosary lifetimes ago
but they still know the chain of prayers.
I can walk miles in the dark. It’s how I solve for X.
She never did deify my faith...more feminized it.
My history with field hockey.
My savvy at cutting paper gemstones. I have decades of love letters
ready to fit into anniversary settings.
We’re both mothers. Although my children eat earth,
ash, and blood. And, my tears fall constantly.
Even as the crown of the hill awaits falling snow
I buy tickets for Rome.
If turned upside down, all my words will fall out
around the outline of this sink where I fill a vase for lilies.
Linda Mitchell 2/7/21
|Photo: Anthony Bianco - The Travel Tart. “How To Ride A Bike With Ox in Vietnam: The Travel Tart Blog.” How To Ride A Bike With Ox in Vietnam | The Travel Tart Blog, 28 Sept. 2018|