She’s been taking her time,
checking her work,
and finally the finished product sits proudly on the marble counter
all golden brown goodness.
She’s an alchemist: mixing flour, water, salt and yeast.
The sum of those parts bringing forth manna from heaven.
She takes out a beautiful china plate painted with violets,
and carefully places a perfect slice of bread upon it.
Two crystal bowls hold a small orb of pale yellow butter,
the other holds deep purple blackberry preserves.
Next to her plate is a hand-embroidered napkin,
and a heavy silver knife.
She is in no rush.
She wants to create beauty~
to surround her masterpiece with love.
Slowly she carries the tray out to her sun porch
and sits down at a table that over looks her garden.
There are wildflowers in a mason jar,
and the scent of honeysuckle in the air.
She spreads the bread with butter and jam,
and takes her first bite~
savoring every bit,