Grace

In the Sun Valley Sauces free recipe card the woman one row up has used
to remember where she is in One Hundred Years of Solitude,
it is there.
    
I tucked a handful of Dahlia seeds into their beds two months ago.

In the travel section a man one row back has gallantly tossed
to absorb my full cup of steaming hot coffee
it is there.
    
    Most of them died. But one double pink autumn sunset made it.