Dearest Annelies,
Jars of Seville orange jam–
or, if we’re fancy,
call it “marmalade”–
translucently shimmer in
summer Scottish light.
(Have I mentioned that
I am obsessed with this light?)
I wish you were here
drinking all the tea
with me.
from Edinburgh,
with love,
Stephanie.
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