Chocolate Dipped Coconut Caramel-Honey Shortbread

"May, and among the miles of leafing,
blossoms storm out of the darkness."

~ Mary Oliver, first line from "May"

Occasionally I go through periods of immense restlessness, I cannot sit still for a respectable amount of time and sleeps is frustratingly elusive. It's a smorgasbord of insoluble agitation and hazy longing; a moth with a light, albeit immovable, pebble pressed upon the very tip of one wing. This fluttery disquiet usually coincides with the onset of spring and autumn. Spring is late this year, I was hoping I'd slipped passed April discretely enough to avoid the biannual itch, yet here I sit, disheveled and tired and spinning in memorizing green & gold carousel circles.

Coconut, my toothsome Achilles heel. When the world is uneven, I find an almost manic joy in baking with an ingredient that few other people (I know) appreciate. Selfishness has its soft, subtle perks.
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