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Hi I'm Laura Hickman. Writer, sewist, baker, fairytalemaker. When I'm not writing a delicious fantasy with my husband Tracy Hickman, I'm up to my elbows creating with yarn, frosting, cloth, or paint. I love playing with my grandkids, outdoor photography & travel. Join me at http:// bakingoutsidethebox.com as I share my creations including my Baking Outside the Box mix method for all sorts of fabulous desserts. Invictus by William Ernest Henley, is my favorite poem. Especially the final stanza: It matters not how strait the gate, how charged with punishments the scroll. I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Shepherd

Time's sleigh ride to Christmas has moved apace this season. So many packages yet to wrap and yes, fruitcake to make. Yup, fruitcake. It is one of my deep dark secrets, that I genuinely enjoy. OOh, with a little slice of medium cheddar and a tangerine. YUM. (Just blame my English ancestry, I guess!) There are also chocolate cakebites to make and caramel popcorn balls to hang on the tree. Games to play, dancing in the kitchen and the hope that there will be friends and family to share it all with.
The early part of the month was spent finishing the layout for my cookbook, Baking Outside the Box, which is now up on Amazon. Hurrah! Thanks to my daughter, Angel,I have learned a lot about photographing food and my nifty-fifty lens.
This month I have just a few pictures to share, some I took out on Pasture Road, just south of my neighborhood and a couple from southern Utah in New Harmony.
The music box this month includes "Mary Did you Know?" A song I love. With no baby to cuddle this year, my arms feel a tad empty.
May The Christmas spirit shine bright in your homes and hearts. Love, Laura




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I love these peaks. When one is driving up out of St. George on the way to Cedar City, you pass them as you pass New Harmony. But you never see them from the freeway as it hugs the eastern hills. You have to drive west into New Harmony valley before they come into view in the east. How often do we not see or value something amazing because it's not apparent from our point of view?