A bowl

A bowl sits on the floor. Inside, the empty crumbs of some previous meal. Orange crumbs sprinkle the bottom, themselves with dark orange spots. The bowl, even though it has only two tones, with a simple yet pleasing color palate. Its an old bowl, but you can tell very clearly it came off the line a wonderful eggshell white. The other color, the palest wheat in coloring compliments it nicely. You notice, as with all aging things it has sustained wear. Grey scratches, one could easily mistake them as lines drawn by a pencil. The side is chipped, showing a dainty white. Other than this fragment that has been taken off, the surface is glossy.