Curlicues (c.f Blip May 4 2011)

Mu made cinnamon rolls 3 weeks ago which burnt because the oven is dodgy.  I found them today, still on the middle shelf, in a kind of hollow, ethereal state, a little like a mummified body.  I thought they'd resist my attempts to scrape them out of the dish but they detached themselves like an intact dream.  They're now languishing in an Arabesque way against the window, picking up the last of the evening light.