The past stays on you the way powdered sugar stays on your fingers. Some people can get rid of it but it's still there, the events and things that pushed you to where you are now.
The past stays on you the way powdered sugar stays on your fingers. Some people can get rid of it but it's still there, the events and things that pushed you to where you are now.
In exchange for his first taste of powdered milk, Pascal showed me a tree we could climb to find a bird's nest. After we handled and examined the pink-skinned baby birds, he popped one of them into his mouth like a jujube. It seemed to please him a lot. He offered a baby bird to me, pantomiming that I should eat it. I understood perfectly well what he meant, but I refused. He did not seem disappointed to have to eat the whole brood himself.
I bought some powdered water, but I don't know what to add to it.
I got this powdered water - now I don't know what to add.
Hey, our Founding Fathers wore long hair and powdered wigs - I don't see anybody trying to look like them today, either... But we do look to them as role models.
Africa is a cruel country; it takes your heart and grinds it into powdered stone - and no one minds.
We make our own icing with powdered sugar, shortening, chocolate and flavorings. The sugared ones we while they're hot and the iced ones when they're cool, ... Sometimes the donuts don't come out perfect enough to sell. We eat those.
Everybody seized upon a bit of the beast. The Sultan claimed the liver, which, when dried and powdered, is worth twice its weight in gold as medicine.
Previous research in Europe may provide the answer. Scientists made artificial comets of finely powdered organic materials and ice in a vacuum. They always ended up with a rigid, crusty material, ... If you were standing on it you might go right through it.
To the great tree-loving fraternity we belong. We love trees with universal and unfeigned love, and all things that do grow under them or around them the whole leaf and root tribe. Not alone when they are in their glory, but in whatever state they are in leaf, or rimed with frost, or powdered with snow, or crystal-sheathed in ice, or in severe outline stripped and bare against a November sky we love them.
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