Oh to be here.
Another can of pineapple needing to be chopped into little bits. Ambrosia for dessert with what’s left of the marshmallows the lady down the street made from her grandmother’s recipe card file. Not quite the real thing, but there’s not enough sugar in the stores. The old receipt calling for maple syrup, and it not rationed.
my new envisioning/short fiction piece. You can read the rest at the link-
https://sarahbguestperry.substack.com/p/an-envisioning-1942-and-another-spam
