Then I'd look at the day's offerings and think and ponder and ponder and think exactly what you'd like the best.
And I'd finally decide on Three-Cheese-Garlic-Basil because I can smell the basil wafting out of the brick oven. And I know that it's havarti, cheddar, and provolone today . . . melty and delicious inside.
Back home I'd come and wrap up the bread, all steamy and crusty and encircle it with raffia. And then I'd attach a little tag that says "JOY" on it. Because that's what I'm wishing for you on this Christmas Day.
And even the snow falling outside wouldn't keep me from running next door to bring you your gift. And to wish you a sweet Christmas.
And to wish you joy.
His joy.
For anyone who seeks it.
The best gift.
I know.
I've found it.
Merry, merry Christmas!!
Very beautifully and creatively put, Shelley! I would love to be your neighbor! And it makes me so very happy when I know that others have also found the greatest Gift of all. Have a very Merry Christmas!!!!
ReplyDeleteWishing you and you family all the best, Merry Christmas, Torie Jayne x
ReplyDeleteme! me! i'll take some!! :) merry christmas to you shelley!
ReplyDeleteMe too me too!
ReplyDeleteThat sounds wonderful! Wish I were your neighbour! Merry Christmas to you and your family.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post, Shelley! Indeed, His joy is the best gift of all. But that bread looks mighty delicious as well. If memory serves me, isn't there a family connection to this bakery? Just love the smell of fresh bread baking...Xo, Sue
ReplyDeleteWell, if I was your neighbor, I’d surely go to your bakery all the time! You know, I love the smell of bread and pastries being baked in a brick oven, and that’s one thing I find hard to resist. Thank you so much for sharing this!
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