The Leaf in a Page

 If I could hire a Town Crier to announce these squares to the world, I would. If you cannot afford to do that or there is no Town Crier in your community, feed some to the Mayor of your town. The word will get out! These are delicious and will be the hit of any gathering. We need say no more, except I want to say one more thing about these squares. I saw a similar square on Pinterest made with a packaged oatmeal mix.  I made these with the same recipe I use for date squares but changed the filling. So easy!  This recipe makes two 9x9?  pans. They are just yum! Make the jam part first.  3 cups hulled strawberries 3 cups chopped rhubarb 1/2 cup white sugar 1/2 cup brown sugar 1/4 cup cornstarch stirred in 1/4 cup cold water 1/4 cup fresh squeezed (seeded) lemon juice. Mix all in a pot on medium heat and cook until you have a moderately think filling. You will need to use something like a potato masher or pastry cutter to mush up your fruit once it softens. You ca...

 The Flower and The Bee I was the flower, and you were the bee, Drawn to my nectar, you feed upon me. With your eager tongue, you traced every part, Draining the sweetness I gave from the start. My petals, my pistils, my trembling stem, Ached for your touch again and again. You danced upon me with six eager feet,  Taking nectar and pollen, I surrendered defeat. Then into your baskets you tucked them away, Leaving me empty at the close of the day. When I saw the next bloom that you had sought, I knew t'was my essence that flower had caught.  Her colours were faded, her form less refined, Yet you lavished upon her what once had been mine. You left me to wither by the fading of light, A beauty unseen, robbed before night. Beware the hum of a love untrue, That drinks you dry then bids you adieu. For some only hunger, never adore, Using consuming-then seeking more. Farwell to the love that never was true, Nothing but echoes in petals of dew. I remember your touch bef...