This waitress has been very pleasant and efficient for so long, and so she happens to receive with her tip one of my ‘flowers of a dream.’ This is my favorite one of those, puffy and soft, like the finest cloud. I dabbed some of the condensation off it with a napkin too. But I didn’t need to explain anything at all, just tucked it in the sleeve afterwards, so the flower is hidden until it is lifted up.
Earlier today: A Literary Salon
Blush of Dawn 