Fall, Leaves, Fall by Emily Brontë Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away; Lengthen night and shorten day; Every leaf speaks bliss to me Fluttering from the autumn tree. I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow; I shall sing when night’s decay Ushers in a drearier day. Sonnet...
With Thanksgiving in a couple of days, I couldn't miss sharing a new sweet suggestion to join the table merrymaking. Of course you can indulge in traditional pumpkin pie, but wouldn't it be fun to try a little something new as well? Unlike my showstopping Autumn Bombe, this recipe is really easy even...
