Kneading Club #2

a fearful heart beats for a wet November; cavolo nero con le fette to snack

Last week, the light shifted. The morning skies are the colour of steel, thick and cloudy before the rain clears the frost away, and the large maple tree outside our living room window stands naked. Yellow leaves lay on the ground, wet and muddy, organic stamps before another season is dispatched.

Everyone I’ve spoken to, everywhere, has talked about the…