Friday, April 11

zesty enterprises.

lemon!
sea salt!
cookies!
custard!
i've got ALL of that.
neighbors,
sometimes you want some springtime flavors,
sweet and tart and savory all at once-
and when that time comes,
you've gotta rise to the occasion.
check the teleport:
mmmmmmmmm.
vanilla-snap cookie-crumbled crust.
vanilla-infused lemon vegan pastry creme.
lemon zest.
big crystals of sea salt.
holy crap.
that combination is definitely expert.
it's firm, but it's soft,
the crust is chunky, but buttery, too.
the zest is mellowed by the sea salt,
which adds a subtle warmth to that chilled creme middle.
yeah.
it's got depth and breadth of flavor and texture.
y'know,
because i'm fancy.
***********
the days are getting awfully muddy here in the woodsly goodness.
the mountains of snow seem smaller.
at least, they do everywhere else but my front yard.
the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress shields the sun,
as it stands tall and terrible amidst the trees and rocks,
a castle casting a long shadow across the lay of the land...
and that keeps the piles higher and colder than most places.
damn.
i can see grass out back,
and that's great news,
but the heaps and heaps of icy muck bordering my driveway
may create a moat before too long.
i guess that's cool, too, though.
my own mired quicksand span across the entries and exits of my manse?
sounds manly.
i guess i should be glad the ground is slowly being soaked with water.
life needs that juice to get started,
especially if it's gonna get started later than everywhere else.
so we'll see how it goes i suppose.
saturated after being supercooled after slowly going back
to springtime scenery well later than the neighbors.
it's all really happening, still,
and nature is bound to pull a win out, regardless.
that's that;
never quiet, never soft.....

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