IF ... Chicken

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Rabbit claimed they made a mean omelet, but I thought he was poking fun at my case of the jitters by suggesting we dine here. Well truly, if anyone knows their way around eggs, chocolate or otherwise, it would be he. Indeed, all was quite savory, with a few magical notes! Tales of valour and joy were exchanged well into the night. And after, in the wee hours of dark, we made a diagonal crossing ...

IF ... Deja-vu

      ... only this time, there came a flood of memories, 

           both sad and sweet, of prior crossings.

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           What!? You saw this before? 

           Your such a kidder.

IF ... Resolutions

#1 – FOLLOW YOUR HEART

 

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IF ... Winter

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The woods behind the house hid a pond that was easy to traverse in the winter months. When the mousekin finally arrived, after an unusually long gestation (23 days!), we set off to...

IF ... Mail

* * * * * YOU'VE GOT MAIL * * * * *

Wishing you all the joy and frivolity of the season.

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About the image ...
AN ORNAMENT, OF SORTS
The nomenclature unique to typography is rich in history, dating back to Johannes Gutenberg's invention of the letter matrix in the mid-1400s. • Molten metal, poured into the matrix, quickly hardens to produce a single unit of type, of any character, and is known as a sort. (Be sure to keep enough on hand, or you will be out of sorts) • Not all typefaces are about letters – some contain imagery that is used to embellish text. These decorative sorts are dubbed ornaments.

IF ... Phenomenon

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A long time ago, in a civilization far, far away, a bright star appeared in the night sky proclaiming a gift from heaven.

IF ... Savour

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It's so much more than a specified taste or seasoning. Smell certainly enhances epicurean pleasure, but savouring is far superior to any lip smacking activity. At it's best, one takes complete delight in the participatory dance, and the brain, having undergone an emotional reaction, locks the experience into it's deep, dark recesses only to have it burst forth, full flavor, when the ambrosia tickles the taste buds once again.