The ebb and the flood clearing all the channels of your heart

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I am often awake at three in the morning, but I am awake at three in the morning tonight because of a pumpkin pie that needed fifteen minutes past its baking time and then another fifteen minutes after that. I kept checking and it kept cooking. It was like Cucurbita scheherazade. It is now cooling on the kitchen counter underneath the lights in the shape and colors of Orion and will be served tomorrow, along with the two apple pies I baked earlier tonight. In past years I have specialized in complicated side dishes, but this year it's just going to be a butternut squash gratin and whatever I figure out to do with the sweet potatoes when I get up—I am thinking there's no reason coconut milk and chipotles can't go together, although I suspect I cannot quite treat them like a curry. I cannot tell if maple syrup would be an inspiration or a disaster. I may just try it and see.

There are things I am thankful for this year. I think I talk about them a lot. I think that's important.

Comments

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Good luck with your three o'clock pie, and Happy Thanksgiving!

Thank you! The pie was pronounced the best in years and the day was just really nice on all fronts, including the one where at no point did I have to run around crazily in order to make either food or social interaction happen.

Ah ha. This is the one Sonya Taaffe is always talking about…

Heh. I talk about it because I think it's that good!

Plus the cutest pic of Peter and Helen Cushing ever

OH MY GOD THAT'S CUTE.

THAT'S CUTE EVEN WITH HIS GOATEE.

ALSO ROB AND I WERE KIND OF PHOTOGRAPHED TONIGHT IN THAT POSE EXCEPT WITHOUT THE SHAWL OR THE FACIAL HAIR AND I THINK THAT WAS BEST FOR EVERYONE CONCERNED.

I mean, nice ending for Prince Lindworm and the peasant girl, but I'd have serious qualms about the fact that I knew my husband had eaten two whole other ladies.

I feel like C.S. Lewis must have read this—the Lindworm peeling off his skin sounds like Eustace in The Voyage of the Dawn Trader trying to shed being a dragon. But, yeah. I wonder if you'd always worry someday he'd decide he didn't need to be a lindworm to try it again.