Thursday, April 19, 2012

summer departing

fingers knicked from quickly turning page after page of The Hunger Games, i can't help but think heroines Katniss and Gale would down milky cups of hot chai cider with their stew and cheese topped buns amongst the forbidden woods that border district twelve. thank-you Erin Gleeson of The Forest Feast for allowing me to toast snuggled in flannelette, steaming mug on my dresser to such a bed-summoning read.

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