Luanne

Has it been that long?
Moments ago he started
Over thirty, though

Every morning
I steam milk for my youngest
Spoiled? Just a bit

He is home most nights
Textbooks roasting on a fire
That's my Christmas wish

My dear microplane
All the better to zest with
Cranberry orange scones

Go West, ERAS says
A (covered) station wagon
Family hits trail

Crab and Pinot Noir
Agricultural bounty
A happy belly

Dorothy Hamill
John Paul George Ringo and me
Grow, hair, grow, dammit!

Too much estrogen
Might be with the three of us
Advice, dear Luanne?

My girls are younger
No photo radar tickets
Yet, oh Lord, not yet

Seven forty two
The sun makes an appearance
Hurry up solstice

You like Pinot Noir?
Those little purple beauties
Grow just down the road

Far north like Kelly
White Christmas is unlikely
Temperate climate

[Meenah]

Nellie?

Yep! It's me! I'm sending your gift out tomorrow.

Thanks for the clues, it took me awhile!!
Luanne

Well, the clues weren't great. But I got stuck on this total haiku kick. I have even more clues in haiku because I just couldn't stop. But anything with derm, chickens, or bees, or that I have met you were a dead giveaway.

[Meenah]

What a great gift!!! I love it. The cookies totally blew my diet that was so successful for the past three months. Thank you.
Luanne

You're welcome! I'm glad you like it. This Secret Santa gift-picking is tricky. Glad you liked the cookies, too.