Daylight Snackings Time
Oct 8th, 2008 by Marilyn
Fall has definitely fallen, and mornings have been so dark the last few days, so dark and chilly that when I’m walking the dog, Cleo can lift her dew-sparkled snout and see the sun rise in the park.
I tell you this because I believe it’s important to show that I am not always thinking about food.
My loved ones will be shocked to hear that sometimes I am thinking about nothing, nothing but the fact that I should have brought gloves.
I will say that yesterday morning’s sky seemed to be throwing pink popsicles.
And possibly cotton candy, or peach pie. I remember that Sylvia Plath’s sunsets were “lemon, mango, peach” and how she poetically described the rising of the “round red watermelon sun.”
Then it occurs to me that it’s not good to think of Sylvia Plath at sunrise. We all know how that worked out.
In early November, an unseen hand will switch the big clock and we’ll all fall back to an early sun. Good-bye, peach pies in the dark…
…hello, bright crumb cake for breakfast!
Where’s the recipe?!?!? I love crumb cake.
Ah Carol, I teased you with that, I’m sorry. I will get a recipe up later – right now, I’m busy eating it.
You are fast becoming my favorite blog writer, and not just because you can quote Sylvia Plath at sunrise.
Bring on the crumb cake!
I think Sylvia Plath was just HUNGRY. Maybe she needed someone to fix her crumb cake.
Such a pretty sky. It is still warm here.
Crumb cake…yum…my Mom uses sour cream in her recipe.
I have seen sunrises and sunsets all over the world. I do believe we, in the Midwest, have the prettiest of them all. I even think that as I am watching a “foreign” sunset. I love the Midwest. I love crumb cake. I love food.
I really don’t like it when we go off Daylight Savings Time, but I love crumb cake, so that’s the trade off!
fact: that’s one delectable-looking coffee cake.
gorgeous sky, too.
Sandie: oh, you’re just angling for crumb cake.
On the way!
modernemama: yes, I believe Sylvia could have used a chunk of crumb cake. Might have made everything seem a bit brighter, no?
Jenni: I wore a scarf this morning and could see my breath – that cold!
Jean: I have a seriously weak spot for crumb cake — really just the crumbs. I caught Josie eating the unused crumb topping right from the bowl. With a spoon.
Nella: Midwest, crumb cake, food – all good things!
Lydia: well, it’s certainly confusing. But yes, we can all agree on crumb cake.
Grace: cinnamon, but no peanut butter! It will have to do.
Mother nature, poets, and pastry chefs: Creating what mere mortals can only dream.
I enjoyed the pics and poetic description.
I love the way autumn barrages my senses.
It’s challenging to go from point A to point B without being mesmerized by something.
So poetic, yet so funny… how do you do it?!!