the pleasures of laying out the table
with an eclectic mix of our prettiest
memories and new beginnings intermingled
china and glassware, old and new
I never met his mother but know her through
delicate crystal
family silver gleaming upon vintage linen
bringing grace to our table
fresh hydrangeas in a vase
a view of the garden and the thrill of springtime beckoning
anticipation of an intimate lunch for two
