The Generous Swerve

After she'd handled a particularly tricky bout of getting Veda to sleep this evening, I offered Lope a little apple pie à la mode. When I cut the slice, I noticed that I must have really wanted her to have a nice treat -- you can kind of see where my knife-edge swerved a little deeper into the pie as I carved out from the center. A few more crumbs of richly deserved crust and cinnamon-flavored apple for good ol' Lope.