a month was passed since the dead at home of my grandfa. was the saint day of my mother, and she made a cake, but didnt decorate it. not enough fine to do it. coffee time, after lunch, i told her to let me use a pair of strawberrys and some litle candy "threads".
i got the idea of make a litle more pretty the cake just to up the state of mind. some simple litle beauty, sometimes, it helps. but the merit of have eaten a good cake was all of her, of course. i just did it a litle more apetizing.
and then a smile appeared :)
