Will we know when they appear? — The Lark’s poetry competition — Once I had a chance to help an angel. Not a bright, beatific one whose shining light overpowered my eyes but a bedraggled, lonely angel struggling through the thorny underbrush at the woodland edge of my yard. I heard her calling like a baffled child so I rushed outside to find…

When to add raisins and when to cut back the oil! — I don’t usually follow recipes. Well, maybe just in the beginning. The first time I cook or bake something new to me, I do tend to follow the recipe faithfully, if only to learn the basic rules. But after that initiation, I start adding or subtracting ingredients. Adding raisins to…