Saturday, October 13, 2007

Deep Breath

Low is low. But then you wait for the break in the fighting and take a deep breath.

Last night was dim lights, bright smiles, big plates of pasta, and lots of friends. I slept to the sound of click-clack, pitter-pat rain on my window box. And today was a day for warm kitchens and big candles... And pumpkin bread.

Tonight, Disneyland.

And I miss Momma.

1 comment:

Libby said...

yum. I wish i still lived in LA for the sole purpose of coming over and eating some of that bread. wonderful.