The Velvet Morning

The first thing I remember is the cool, thick slide of yogurt against the roof of my mouth. It is a quiet, pale sweetness that coats the tongue, followed by the tiny, rhythmic grit of seeds popping between my teeth like soft rain on a tin roof. There is a faint, sharp tang of fruit that wakes the back of my throat, a reminder of summer mornings spent in the shade of a porch. My hands remember the condensation on the glass, that slick, damp chill that leaves a trail of water on the wooden table. It is a heavy, grounding sensation, the way a full belly anchors the spirit before the day begins to pull at our edges. We often rush through the act of nourishment, forgetting that our bodies are the first to taste the light. When was the last time you let a single bite hold the entire weight of your morning?

Rajani SR has captured this exact feeling in the beautiful image titled Strawberry Yogurt Chia Smoothie. The way the light catches the texture of the fruit makes me want to reach out and feel the cool glass for myself. Does this image stir a memory of a quiet morning in your own kitchen?