Sugar comes back to our kitchen on Holy Saturdays after a forty day absence. It feeds the yeast that leavens the dough for our favorite Easter treat, Philadelphia Sticky Buns. My husband carefully kneads the rising dough and leaves it on a covered bowl to double. Then it will be kneaded again preparatory to a second rising.
While the dough rises, my husband prepares a bed of chopped pecans, corn syrup, and brown sugar in a pan to receive the sticky bun coils. When the dough is ready, our children fight over who will help their Daddy cut and roll the dough into little buns. Each will have a turn, each one’s concentration broken either by daddy’s admonition to put the bun right side up in the pan or by a child asking, “Is this alright, Daddy?” Soon the pan fills up with dough rolls distinguished by the age and skill of the hands that shaped them. After awhile, the aroma of baking bread, caramelizing sugar, and roasting pecans wafts out of the oven and fills every corner of our home.
A season to bloom the garden yielding its fruits heading to winter.
This fallen seed is the hope of winter
carrier of life in its death
breath secreted in the frozen womb
tomb concealing its rebirth.
Mirth bides its time to spring
Ringing bells peal the resurrection hymn
Poems immortalize the glorious dawn
when mourning veils are lifted.
Afflicted hearts soar to the heavens
Incense perfume the air once more
Store in the hearts this promise:
This fallen seed is the hope of winter.
The photo, by Pauline Eccles, is the inspiration for this poetry prompt by Jane DOugherty - Circles and Cycles. I wrote a second one after the first piece that I made for this prompt turned out to be not a circular poem. Somehow, I missed some important part of the instructions on how to write a proper circular poem. I am glad for the mistake though because I got another chance to write another piece. :-)
Coming from a little blogging hiatus, I am a little at a loss about what to post. It had been a busy two weeks – there were the trip to Montreal and then the Holy week and Easter. Since it is till Easter time, allow me to greet you all a Happy Easter. 🙂
Meanwhile, inspite of winter’s reluctance to leave, Spring is well and kicking. The flowers are out ….
…. and so are the animals.
I did not even have to walk less than a mile to the pond to see Mallards. Last Friday afternoon, after sunset, I chanced upon these pair of Mallards swimming in the flood in our backyard. While the April rains wrought havoc in our basement, specifically on our water heater which needs to be replaced now, they brought floods that these two found good enough for their needs. The flood was not all bad then. 🙂
This squirrel finally had some fare aside from the nuts it collected in the Fall.
The cheerful Robins have joined the Sparrows and Starlings in the backyard. Beware, summer berries.
It was not only the world that is having spring. I noticed that this page got some new friends while I was away. Thank you and welcome to all. Your presence is much appreciated. 🙂 To you friends, old and new, I promise to catch up with your posts soon. 🙂