spring: some clouds, some clothes
We’ve had far too many of these cloudy days here, and the clouds don’t just pass by, but have been dropping serious deposits of rain, sleet, and hail on their way. Yesterday morning, I thought…
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Wild island treasure — and what I wore
I suppose the scene above looks rather scrubby, but it’s exemplary of what I’ve loved about our island since before we bought a place here: the ungroomed roadsides, with grasses that grow knee-to-hip-high in the…
View Postwhat I wore — the opera!
This picture’s neither flattering nor even very clear (in the photographer’s defense, it’s tough to photograph black) but supposedly it’s worth a thousand words. I’m posting it because I felt good about dressing for the…
View PostHere’s looking at me. . .
Sometimes it just seems the most foolish thing imaginable to take pictures of what one is wearing and post them for anyone who wants to see. Narcissistic and also excruciatingly vulnerable-making. Somehow, though, I find…
View PostHaving, Wanting, Shopping . . .
I commented a few posts ago about the imprinting left by my long-ago school uniform and you can see its effects again here. We wore grey wool flannel pleated skirts where I’ve substituted denim, and…
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