The Harvester’s Patch, Part Two

Amy picked her steps through the roadside clumps of withered thistles and ragweed. At the top of the lumpy slope, a shack hunkered among untended hawthorn and mulberry limbs. The gray remnants of porch planks and rails jutted in errant directions like a decaying grin along the front. Its mildewed roof…

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Pie Crust Tins

I've made pie crust from scratch. Grandma's sour cream recipe complimented our fresh-picked cherry pie with divine bliss. I savor the memory of that incomparable pie.But since that yesteryear day of baking, I've come to prefer another. I don't craft an heirloom pastry when baking pies. My go-to crust shall ever…

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