Photo by Marianna Ruth Torres
2013. I have to admit, I’m superstitious about 13, black cats, leaning ladders, the works. I’ve held my breath through each day of this 13th year of this millenium. Each day that isn’t horrendous comes as sweet relief. That said, I have been doing everything I can to encourage any good that may come. My first step was to make the pictured New Year’s log, a fallen souffle filled with fresh whipped cream and rolled in powdered sugar and cocoa. As so far my method seems to be working, I’ll be thinking of more sweeteners as the year goes on . . .
Rose Auslander 
I’ve always found 13 to be lucky! Cheers to a happy and healthy 2013 and to publication! 🙂 Elizabeth
Elizabeth, thank so much — fingers crossed some of your 13 good luck rubs off on me! I admit I’m excited to hold a copy of my first poetry book, Folding Water, due out in Feb 🙂
Best wishes to you this year, Rose!
Thanks so much, Andrea — wishing you nothing but sweetness in this new year 🙂