Thursday, April 5, 2012
April is Poetry #4
pressed deep in foccacia
still leaves child-height fence
----Sara Lewis Holmes
This is my neighbor's rosemary bush. She generously shares with me. For Christmas, I took several branches and placed one over the hall mirror, a row along my mantle with a string of tiny jingle bells, and one in a white stocking on the door.
I have yet to make focaccia from it, but I plan to, using this recipe from Handle the Heat.
More daily haiku from Liz.