Haiku Wednesday

Leaves fall, a breeze blows. The transition to Autumn is easy this year. One reason for that is this Victorian town: a beauty in fall. I find most solace from the warmth of another; close on those cold days.  

Haiku Wednesday

The boulangerie produces such lovely smells, like bread and sugar. The sugary glaze glistens on a small gâteau. Visible sweetness. Small, stacked towers of multicolored macarons, are perfectly formed. How does the meringue on top of a tarte citron feel as light as air?   XOLily