249 Leeks

THE LEEK

I will think of all her wealth in making leek and potato soup. On a Friday night, that smelt fresh from the soil of its sharpness. In bags of paper there was a cup, that had dried milk in it after emptying the vegetables on the counter and replacing them with a cup from the yard. The place where the new build extension was looking over the forest grove by Westend Lane.

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