Writing excercise ["No ideas, but in things "]  (title needs to be put in other words)

Write a brief story told only in images – concrete, simple, visually efficient movements and details. What people do, what objects they crave and caress rather than what they say or think about these objects and actions.
A bright sun fills the empty kitchen. A large, ancient clock the size of a man bangs(loudly strikes) six and (a) distant murmur of female voices slowly [arises] at the far end of a long hall. The kitchen is the [perfection] of cleanliness. There is no single speck of dust soaring (floating) in the sunlight, no fruit flies searching for (a) feast and no (wood that smells of) smell of (rancid milk) wood long sodden with dairy smell that is typical of many kitchens of these days. As the voices get closer, there is a slight bang of metal against metal, a (the creak) creek of a tiny [voice]. One of the lower cupboard doors opens and closes slightly with a quiet [knock].
[A large woman in her fifties enters a room, speaking loudly to someone behind her. She wears a simple green dress, her grayish blond hair under a white cap and she is putting on an apron.]   She is followed by a young, slender woman, dressed in a similar way with a paper and a pencil in her hands.
She puts them down and starts removing cutting boards, knives, pots and pans. The older woman goes into the storage room and brings (brings back or brings out) ham, parsley, coffee and tea, jams, butter and cheese. Quick steps approach from the hall and another young woman in an apron enters with a basket containing eggs, milk and bread. After her, the fourth woman enters, tying her apron up behind her back.
The older woman frowns at the [latter] one and sighs out, impatiently gesturing her to the lower cupboards. She nods and [puts her head in her shoulders] and hurries to one of the lower cupboards. As she opens the door and starts fishing (fishing in there) there with her hand, she screams and jumps back, [jogging](accidentally jostling) one of the kitchen maids and making (causing her to drop) her drop a saucer with eggs she was battering (beating).
Everyone freezes and looks at the two maids laying (lying) [awkwardly] on the floor. The older woman frowns and approaches the open cupboard with an expression of disbelief on her face. There, in the darkness, in between shiny copper pans, bowls and pots, surrounded by bits of apples, carrots and bread crumbles, lays (lay) a trebling,(trembling) [dirty] boy [of] 8-10 years old, with wide eyes full of fear, and (yet with) a stubborn mouth tightly shut.

Words (in parentheses) are my suggestions.  Words [in brackets] might said another way or rearranged for clarity.