A Consumer Stands Outside
You paint my skin with sunshine.
I'm standing where I stand,
I close my eyelids crimson;
And wait to feel your hand
Spiderwebs are glistening-
But I speak too loud to hear
A vast sky whispering,
That you are already near.
So gather me with quiet,
Because I am tired of me.
What I want, I can't buy it,
Spiderwebs are always free
So why do I refuse what's best;
And pay for what's worth less?
jacket, thrifted years ago: $5 (about four years)
shoes, thrifted recently: $10
skirt: a gift from my mil
shirt, winners: $6 (at least 8 years old)
belt, thrifed: $1
bracelets: all thrifted (for 69 cents each) except the gold bracelet which was a graduation present from my mom and stepdad
tiffany & co. bracelet: gift from my husband
I have been spending time with Dylan Thomas, Gerard Manley Hopkins, William Shakespeare, e.e. cummings and my garden, instead of looking online at shoes during my son's nap time (a laudable use of time, I'm not saying it isn't;-). So here is my garden (really a patio with a tree and some dirt and a rosebush--we're working on it).
The last photo I really like. At first when I saw it on my computer screen I thought: "Oh, the wear on the ring is showing, too bad." But then I realized, no, wait a minute, this isn't a wedding day photo of my engagement and wedding rings, but a married photo. There should be wear; because we've been married two and a half years now. And I like that the photo shows that.