foggy August morn
wood piled, coal shed filled
a damp chill breeze
sun rising higher
picking sweet corn for the table
gentle breeze , so welcome
in the rustling of leaves
a whisper, distant whisper
gently reminds me
Grandma's kitchen, "Oh my! It's Chocolate pie!"
I hope you will try this recipe, click on the word - link - below to watch a remarkable lady in action preparing this pie. So tasty and...
