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Just think of all the possibilities with an arrangement like this. Those cake pops could be birds, babies, puppies, balloons... I'm inspired!

Cakes these days are really getting into the spirit of celebration, holding up banners, sprouting ruffles. Thanks, cake! You're awesome!

I love peonies so much and my neighbor's yard is bursting with them right now! Sadly these gum paste flowers will last longer than the real thing. Peony season will be over by the time you finish reading this sentence.

Now I know what to make for my tailor friend on his birthday! Though I'm afraid he'd try to separate and organize all the buttons into separate little plastic baggies.

Careful, this might make your phone a little too delicious.

I wonder if it's possible to make cookies that smell faintly of flowers that don't taste like perfume. These look like they should smell like a meadow and taste like sunshine.

Eating cupcakes is divine, but getting to decorate them yourself first is even better! I tend to err on the side of less is more when it comes to frosting. That peace sign is just about perfect for my taste.

Okay, I know it doesn't take a whole heap of talent or time or dedication to make a batch of cupcakes and a batch of cookies made with cookie cutters. I am aware. I am also aware that sometimes simple things can be just as cute as something that is full of blood, sweat and tears. Just think of the frosting stuck to the back of that cookie. Mmmmmmmm.

I love a good game in the sunshine. Bring cupcakes tot he stadium to share with your friends!

I don't know if I'd like to taste a rainbow that a cat has been pooping, but in frosting form that's just fine.

This cake is not kidding with it's carrotness. Carrotosity? Self reference? I mean come on, there are real carrot greens going on. You have to respect that.

Now that Santa's work is done, he's heading back to the North Pole to sip some peppermint schnapps and take his boots off by the fire. Maybe the reindeer will get some extra carrots and the elves will get a week at a spa. But before you know it, work starts up again. Gotta get that naughty and nice list going.

This cake makes me think of the book "Afternoon of the Elves" by Janet Talyor Lisle which I read when I was only 11. It's reminiscent of a girl in boots that are too big who spends all her time building houses for elves out of leaves in her back yard. But now she's all grown up and getting married to an equally elvin man and they are having a simple barefoot wedding in the woods.

I need to sit down. I need to breathe calmly into this bag to keep from fainting because this is possibly the most perfect cake I have ever seen and I've been looking at cakes for a long while, my friends. I marvel at the gradient pinks, the delicate layers, the thin filling that doesn't interrupt the gorgeous color. And the little paper banner on top! Perfection! I can die happy now, thanks!