For my birthday (in June), a box arrived. It was filled with goodies, including the amazing apron above. I have a painting smock, but no aprons. Even when I am not using the apron, it always inspires me while it hangs by the kitchen, whispering for me to “get busy”…

The Folds of An Apron

A large hook holds one smock and the

apron.

Both splattered with organic cookie

ingredients.

How did that

happen?

The beige and blue apron is my

favorite.

It lets me daydream of

faraway,

And friends that hold me

close.

The folds of an apron are

hugs.

Warm hugs that comfort and bring

contentment.

Thank you Kim, for the favorite apron. I love it beyond measure and think of you often.

Love you beyond the moon. Me