For a time I lived by water, swayed by its moods, conversing with its murmurings, lulled to sleep by its waves. My conscious and unconscious evolution was a reason to land there and linger for some years before circumstance effected change. Though rustic and primitive, my cabin and its windows on the water had much to teach; I took each lesson to heart and the result was transformation.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Golumpki
Small hands roll steamed leaves, tucking and turning the spicy filling within. The roaster awaits. Is it ready yet?
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