Saturday, to declaim my poetry in a livestock auction ring, I wore a purple tanktop and gray dirndl skirt with purple roses and leaves in two shades of green. My bangles also were two shades of green. Thriftstore tortoise magnifiers to be replaced next week by my new progressives; I can hardly wait, even for the inevitable disorientation. Goddesses know I feel disoriented enough anyway.
What a splendid weekend. I’m still high from the sun and the camaraderie. Simple summer dress of a flower print of chartreuse, brown, teal, scarlet, and rose on a cream background. Puff patch pockets. Tired and very happy.
Otohime 