A Crisp Citrus Prelude: Part 59

I glided through the garden doors onto a woven glass-topped table where a cluster of fresh yellow lemons rested inside an open wire basket. One smooth citrus had rolled free onto a striped linen napkin, propped against a delicate sprig of rosemary. With my left hand resting poised upon my hip, I raised my right arm and brought the base of my miniature silver microphone against the wooden stem of the sprig. A fluid nudge tilted the branch forward, rolling the plump lemon half an inch until it tapped the metal rim with a muted, fragrant thud. A crisp burst of zesty aroma rose into the air, styling my morning retreat with effortless freshness. #MariahCarey(Barbie) #MariahCarey #Mariah #Barbie @cataww234