After several days of July, it’s back to glorious April here. Fresh air that does not resemble a wet sponge, crystal sky, a breeze that calls. Should I be able to resist it all, which is doubtful, there are pears on my kitchen counter and an idea in my head to combine them with cognac and cardamom in a pie. I have become intrigued with cardamom lately.

Birds making sweet sliding sounds, and the busy clucking of the backyard neighbor’s chickens, are drifting through my office window. Pie, maybe later.

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