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It was a windy morning and I was strolling along the strand watching the foaming water ebb and flow as the waves crashed ashore.
You know how it is when you spot something and have a sudden urge to get your hands on it? In the Beach Bites cafe window were cakes of many colours and one stood out, a red velvet one. I couldn’t resist it so went inside and asked for piece.
It was delicious, seductive even. It’s at times like that my mind strays to another place, modesty prevents me from saying where! It even attracted the attention of a bee which began creeping across the table in my cake’s direction. Suddenly the inner poet in me appeared, it often does in such dreamlike situations…
Bumble bee, that is not funny
Now buzz off and make some honey.
Not bad, eh?
As I ate the last crumb and licked the plate I wondered if I could cook a red velvet cake myself.
Early the next morning, there I was stirring and churning. Was I actually making one I hear you ask? No, I’m a builder, not a baker, I was mixing cement!
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Thanks to Brenda for hosting The Sunday Whirl where this week’s given words are – waves cake strays strand churning spot buzz colours sudden flow early and stirring
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Ha… I needed this chuckle this morning. A wonderful response…
Thanks so much. I’m delighted to have been of service!
Mmm… Now I have the craving! Red velvet is our granddaughter’s favorite from when she was a little girl. She’s now 17 and the baker of the family. I love red velvet, too! 😋
That’s so nice! I hope her passion for baking continues.
You should have asked the bee to buzz off and bring you some honey for the red velvet cake.
Why didn’t I think of that!
Good take Keith.
Thanks so much, Sadje,
You’re most welcome
Excellent story well-expressed vis this challenging wordle set, Keith. I love the baking, stirring theme. I bee-lieve that your red velvet cake would “bee” honey sweet deliciousness…!
Thanks for this puneycomb comment, Suzette. I’m sre it would be.
You are welcome, Keith.
Very creative as always, Keith! 🙂
Thanks for your kind words, Brenda.
Fun. I became a dab hand at mixing the mortar mix for laying our quarry tiles in the cottage.
Wow, I’m impressed!
I’m good with a sledgehammer too.
Superb Keith – and I love how the muse took over this poetic Builder 👷 😅 – thanks for giggles 🤭
I delightful tale, with crashing sea waves thrown in for good measure. A choc-fudge cake would tempt us more yet. 🙂
Red velvet isn’t hard to make, maybe you could try it anyway. Fun story!
my mother made it for special occasions – delicious!