Muffins!

The smell of muffins wafts out of an oven. The morning sun glimmers off its beige surface. The walls in this sunlit kitchen are marked with lines of yell and green which glow in the morning air. On one wall a window adorns the striated wall, and outside lays a field of green. A boy and a girl play with a small ball throwing it back and forth, their shouts come in the window as bellows of laughter or shouts of frustration. The ceiling fan turns in a loose circles, its gray blades slicing through the warm air. Four wooden chairs lay at the corner of the room surrounding a small table. A white table cloth girds the edges of the table and hides all but the four wooden legs. On the wall a clock ticks away each minute, and below that a black and white picture hangs. Four persons’ visages are embraced in the heavy set lines of wood. A mother smiles while her hands rest on the shoulder’s of a young girl. A father his face a stern scowl, and besides him a boy mocks his father’s expression with his own scowl half turned into a boyish grin. The ceiling fan turns again and… the oven beeps.