seasonal propriety, site specificity.

easter time is springtime,
plus chocolate,
and probably tulips.
hmmm?
well, sure,
bunnies and chicks get to hang out, too;
and if you're into organized superstitions,
reanimation features prominently,
along with a sort of page-refresh absolution.
.....nice.
the thing of it is-
for me, and mine, it's mostly about treats.
yeah.
it always is.
like,
what's better than sweet baked hottness for our faces to munch up on?
what?
forgiveness?
ew.
don't be dumb.
i'm talking about tangibles, here.
in this case,
i fired up a couple of trays of kyooot little cookies.
and once i started decorating, the high holy holiday spirit took over.
check the teleport:

awwwwwwwwwww!
neighbors,
coconut oatmeal chocolate cookies,
with chocolate chips, and cacao nibs,
for a melty-crawnchy combination,
nestled in among the grits and grains of the oats and coconut.
standard fat, sugar, flour ratios apply.
half a cup of butters,
a cup of sugar,
i used half a cup of applesauce, a few teaspoons of vanilla,
two cups of flour, mixed between oats and wheats,
and half a cup plus a shake or three of flaky coconut.
teaspoons of baking kapowder and that soda jauns,
plus a pinchy pinch of salt,
and you've got cookie dough.
three hundred seventy five fahrenheit degrees of ovenly lovin',
for a dozen minutes or so, will get you where you need to be....
but in order for the to be fully functional,
they need those added in mix-ins-
like the loco cocoa, the cacao pieces, and those chips,
just to really achieve full-bodied flavor and texture magnificence.
ha.
guys,
the confectioner icing,
with those easter egg huntin' sprankles?
pretty expert.
but really,
it's the little flower stencils poppin' off up top is what takes them to eleven.
i love little clever bits.
i do.
and sometimes, i even make myself smile.
it's rare, but i made it happen,
and i'm enjoying these sweet circles the most.
*
treats are damned good,
but you know what's even better?
a whole exxxtra-secret we're closed today-off!!!!
yep.
w whole other 'nother other day, to myself.
well, me and ampy-d and crabtree are all spanning time together,
and that's just great news for those of us who enjoy that sort of sh!t.
(which we all do)
i'm not gonna waste it.
in fact,
we're going to live it up.
that's us-
a trio of worthy warrior poets, spanning time,
loud fresh and hard;
never quiet, never soft.....