Margaret

I made a new friend today when I dropped in at Ken's Artisan Bakery. We talked for two hours. We are both poets, and have a lot in common, and enough differences to make for an interesting conversation. I grabbed my phone to shoot when Margaret peered impishly through the holes in her bread. She is quite charming. I gave her a poem I happened to have with me, but otherwise we exchanged only first names, no phone numbers or email addresses. I rarely go to that bakery, so I doubt we'll run into each other again. But it was a delightful encounter.

Extra: Margaret in color.