Of the larger variety, as opposed to the “helping” hands of the smaller variety.
I can almost smell how he’ll cook these up for me later.
Advertisements
Of the larger variety, as opposed to the “helping” hands of the smaller variety.
I can almost smell how he’ll cook these up for me later.
It’s Sunday. I just read “The Broad Bean Sermon,” a poem by Les Murray ( https://www.lyrikline.org/en/poems/broad-bean-sermon-334). It begins:
Beanstalks, in any breeze, are a slack church parade
without belief, saying trespass against us in unison . . .
(And now this picture. Makes me think of communion at your table. And, gratefully, here–at my tablet.)
Happy Sunday to you! May you have a continued fulfilling day 🙂