This morning, the onions made me cry. They were large brown skin covered onions. The kind you find readily at any supermarket or vegetable seller. Sometimes i buy the large white ones and sometimes the red ones.
The smell of sauteed onions with tomatoes is to me divine. Just the right piece of heaven sent.
It's a clear morning, bright, blue sky. Chopping along my merry way, thinking of nothing but breakfast, including coffee of course. Half way through i could only hear the soft crunch of the chopper wading through them.
I have aprons but i never wear them. I choose instead to wipe my tears away on the sleeve of my tee shirt. And continue chopping away. No, I do not weep at the world – I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife. Some of the onions went into a tuna sandwich.
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Mosaic Monday: #139: The Garden Explosion
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prompted to use the lines No, I do not weep at the world – I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife in a prose using not more than 144 words
...a tuna sandwich is a favorite of mine, but without the onion. Gillena, I hope that your week is off to a great start.
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I love your descriptions here Gillena: the 'soft crunch of the chopper wading through' onions. And the simplicity and directness of it: emotion versus the need to get on with life!
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Gillena, I love what you did with the prompt line. Even the ordinary has magic to it in the right hands.
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So evocative, Gillena! I felt like I was there, and that there is more to this than onions.
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This is gorgeously rendered, Gillena!!💝💝 I too love the "smell of sauteered onions with tomatoes."
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Clever use of the line here....and your writing is so detailed that I feel I am right there watching you do the chopping!
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AI whip up a tuna dip with albacore tuna, white onions, garlic dill pickles, and black olives, with 50/5o Mayo and Miracle Whip. I scoop in out with saltine crackers. Now that's eating. Your poem has made me hungry.
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This is simply wonderful!!!! Yummy.
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I'm really hungry for a tuna sandwich now! Sauteed onions and tomatoes are some great toppers! 😋
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Very cute, Gillena! I enjoyed this - and it sounds totally real!
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This is adorable and sensory, Ms. Gillena.
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I like the way you turned the quote into a positive domestic scene.
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Love tuna Sandwiches, Gillena 🤗
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love the union face. There are one more in the image to the left. A silhouette :)
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Oh I enjoyed this, Gillena. I can almost taste the onion and feel its pull at my tear ducts. It's such a simple domestic scene, yet evoking a sense of drama in your words. Well done!
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Gillena - a lovely piece of prose. Thanks for sharing it with Mosaic Monday!
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