sweeping broad open space my counter affords. Rolling out Christmas cookies in my new kitchen is sooooo extravagant. I’d forgotten what it was like. Too bad I didn’t have that cookie cutter in time. It would have been a Merry Michaelmas.
Actually not. Michaelmas is September 29th. Honoring St Michael the Archangel, the “Captain of the Heavenly Host,” best known as that “dauntless spirit who vanquished his peer among the angels, Lucifer, once called the Star of the Morning.” Michael is the love that conquers pride. This bit from the Catholic Church website. Whatever dude.
But I’ll be making those cookies then.
