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She wears a white shirt left slightly unbuttoned at the top, a blue pinafore dress with the sleeves rolled up, purple stockings, and light-brown leather boots. She stands at a stove in a farmhouse kitchen, her back partly to the viewer, Her expression is a polite, even smile as she glances back over her shoulder toward a wooden breakfast table. The kitchen has a cast-iron stove, a table set with plates of eggs, bacon, and jam, and grey morning light coming through a window above a sink. Steam rises faintly from the pan. Soft natural daylight fills the room, casting gentle shadows across the tiled floor and cabinetry.