Saturday, December 6, 2008


We're snowed in. Chris is making cookies.

Well, I was gonna leave it at that, round and complete as an apple on a palm, but he just walked up and held a small bite near my lips---I chewed, and savored, the breath of vanilla and the still-a-bit-crunchy sugar crystals and the rich crunch of toasted pecan---cookie dough!!!

Warm socks and Joe Cocker on the Bose.

No matter what else the world offers, this is enough, for this moment, for a memory, for a snowy day.

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