“Something up above was calling him imperiously.“
Imperiously! Oh my, I’m hooked.
I started reading The Wind in the Willows, children’s classic by Kenneth Grahame. Every other word is a feast, a scrumptious feast. Sometimes when I dive into such books I can only take in one page at a time. Do you ever feel that way? Great words are as a delicious meal, you don’t want to stop but you can only eat so much in one sitting.
Only a few pages in, and I haven’t stopped laughing and smiling. Two of the main characters so far are in a boat down a river, discussing a picnic basket. In place of a picnic, I think I’ll take a break and bake a lattice top apple casserole, I made one last October. It was supposed to be a pie but sometimes in the little kitchen window fly all sorts of impromptu notions and whims. In the bitty garden too.
Remember, I’m celebrating every day of October. Come on, let’s go! This recipe is easy. Apples at hand, about 4-6, half equal parts light brown sugar and granulated sugar, unsalted butter, cinnamon and nutmeg topped with puffed pastry, brushed-on egg wash. Throw it all in a casserole dish, when done top with powdered sugar. No times or measures today (maybe later on Pinterest) because I can’t wait to get back to my book. 🙂
What’s inside it?’ asked the Mole, wriggling with curiosity. ‘There’s cold chicken inside it,’ replied the Rat briefly; ‘coldtonguecoldhamcoldbeefpickledgherkinssaladfrenchrollscresssandwichespottedmeatgingerbeerlemonadesodawater—-‘ ‘O stop, stop,’ cried the Mole in ecstacies: ‘This is too much!’ 🙂 🙂 🙂
“All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered.”