Thursday 3rd March
Day 316
Lunch to share - two dear women bring gifts of food from their kitchens to mine.
A smooth velvet soup - green with leeks and spinach.
A bowl of baked beans curried with pungent Brinjal pickle.
A coleslaw, purple veined, crunchy with walnuts.
Sweet potatoes - long orange ovals, oozing roasted juices.
Hummus, olive scattered, leaking the aroma of garlic and crushed cumin.
A blue glass salad bowl of oriental leaves - rainforest green, raggedy edged.
Halved cherry tomatoes, almost ripe avocado, dressed with the princess of all olive oils - Italian, infused with lemons.
It looks like food but it feeds my soul. Like the spring sun blazing on the garden - defrosting the frozen soil in the tulip pots - this lunch, this company, lights me up from the inside .And keeps me burning all day.
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