Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Precious, Cornmeal Coated, Subdued Light

1. Baby's head on my shoulder. Warm, soft, downy hair to my cheek.
2. Cornmeal breaded fish fillets laid out on the platter, ready to fry.
3. It turned into a quiet, drizzly-rain sort of day. But I liked it.
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