The Scent of a Smile

I have a large pot of homemade chicken soup on the simmer plate. The house is richly scented with thyme. Soon I'll toss a loaf of French bread in the oven and after the bread is happy spread butter and garlic atop, then slide it back inside for a deep tan.

Anticipation, the best part of the meal.

Chicken soup has been prescribed for eons as a cure for the common cold. So I figure a couple of bowls of rich goodness should accelerate my wife's recovery.

She's curled upon the couch, all lovely, deep into a nap.  When she wakes I'll present her with a bowl of smiles.

Stephen

Test, testing

Just wanted to see if you were awake.

Return to your normal position.

Stephen