No pictures of cookies. We still need to get the camera in working order and read the directions. But once we get the new camera working I'll take pictures of my own and stop using imageafter.com as often.

I was inspired to write after reading blogs and other peoples' work. It's just a "poem" for now. I wrote it in less than an hour. The concept of the "poem" is one I have thought of from time to time though. It has no title because it seemed that a title would intrude.

Words
never (quite) brushed color
the way snow rested on branches
nor (quite) captured the texture
of deer or squirrels' hide (that) shone
against snow and bark.

[Pencil dropped. The drift
from snow to thought:
cardinal. Fire.]