How in the world do white horses enter into this blog? Well, white horses are rare, like shooting stars. The next time you see one, make a wish. Wishing, dreaming, pursuing is the first step toward achieving your heart's desire.
What will you find on these pages? Talk about life. I'm “The Scout,” as in the covered wagon days, when a rider went out to search the terrain for danger, or for the best water, or the safest camping place.
Thursday, July 28, 2016
Brain Cake & News
No Brains were harmed in the making of this cake.
While I was playing with a new website my 10-year-old grandson was in the kitchen whipping up a brain cake. All eatable. The pink was made with food coloring. The red is strawberry jelly. The brain's cerebral cortex was his concoction of a fondant--a ton of sugar, water and marshmallows.
The cake tasted really good.
I should have photographed the kitchen.
You guys who know me understand what Wish on White Horses is about, but others probably think it is a site about horses...so I decided I needed a new focus--to be clear in what I want and to help others who are on the same journey as I am.