Ode to Biscuits

My youngest daughter loves biscuits. I mean loves biscuits. She will sit down to a pan of biscuits for breakfast and eat them with nothing on them. No jam, jelly, butter, nothing. She had a writing assignment at school recently and this was what they got:

"Ode to Biscuits"

Seeing sunlight

and buzzers sounding,

I saunter to the kitchen for

biscuits

Slippers scuffling

and people humming

everything's alive because of

biscuits

the oven is up and running

burning crisp the bottom

of what's in it

biscuits

my teeth pierce the outside,

crunch! into the gooey inside

it tastes like home,

biscuits

You gotta' love that.

Also, an artist and friend of mine, Erin Jones, will be teaching art classes beginning March 29. It will be a great class for getting going with drawing and oil painting. For more info, check her blog at: erinelizabethjones.blogspot.com.