Need. Today I'm thinking homophones, and the word is "knead." I'm not really a baker, but I do make bread from time to time. When there's time and space there's something soothing about working the dough: pressing and folding and turning it. My grandma used to make these magnificent yeast rolls -- huge and crusty…
Five Minute Friday: Tell
How should I tell it? The early morning walk over dew-wet grass to the pond where I faced a multitude of small fish and broke two slices bread for them while a heron gave one startled squawk from the tree above my head. It was like someone had scrambled the pieces of a different story. I…
Between Blue Rocks 