Each month, write a new collection.
Serving greenswas never abouthealthy food, avegetarian desire,or a nurturing mother.it was not a stir-fryor colorful salad. It was the knife's edge,the wrist and blade; a controlled dice,centimeter cubed,matchstick julienne.It's concentration ofculinary slice, andthe art of the chop.
woman conquers natureThe maid has wanderedoutside, ready forher landscaping chorestending yucca andsucculents with acool spritz of water,a trim, and a cut.Anointed stewardof a small earth-plotshe'll toil two hours;blow out heaps of leaves,pull out all the weeds,shovel piles of dirtin bins of green waste.When done, the ground isprepared, shorn and bare,decomposed granitebrushed and vacuumeda pristine carpetready to welcome you, and your footprint.
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The CatI enjoy writingespecially poetryThe words and the spacesbetween have meaning as well as a metaphorlike when the indentationrefers to something ............specificwhen a catfa l ..l.....sand landsfeetfirst