
one day we needed cake.

we stirred all kinds of stuff together.

like eggs and sugar and flour:

we stirred and stirred and stirred some more.

oh, yeah, we did good.

hey, where'd the rest go?

ruminations on the meaning of everything when everything changes...
4 comments:
I love it! He's a *Cutie* - and ain't no fake.
I think I see icing on Buddy's whiskers. Verrrrry incriminating!
Wonderful!
What a doll!
YUMMMMY!!!!
hot cake with butter
always good
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