I love everything about this linen outfit. Loose pants and long tunic top. I would wear it with a long sleeve tee under the top. A black and white stripe. I even love the shoes (sandals). But I am not buying more clothes. I haven't even worn out what I own.
Todays' sweater is sporting black felted wool elbow patches. The pants a nice 2 by 4 inch mended spot just right of the zipper. Defective cloth in the LLBean corduroy pants. Very common problem. All my Bean corduroy pants have the same mended spot.
While walking out to the end of the driveway yesterday to check to see if we got any mail, I did something to the behind the knee area of of right leg. There was a small sharp something that happened and hurt and it's hurt ever since. Not a lot but it's always there on the outside edges of my mind. A pulled muscle or tendon or something. It aches a bit when I stand or walk. It also doesn't care for being massaged. It wants to be left alone. Like I did..yesterday.
In the after waking up and before getting out of bed time this morning....I was remembering friends who are now departed. (Veteran's Day must set it off) Some dead and some having just disappeared. Some just stopped writing emails. Or letters. Or making phone calls (having changed their number or moved leaving no forwarding details).... I wonder if I have done the same to people. Was it intentional or not? But I've kept my email address exactly the same and the house phone is the same as it was in 1991. I was reminded (this morning) -of having (owning) things that belonged to my friends who have died. Their cloth collections, the quilts they left behind, their sewing machines, their sweaters..... I must be a safe deposit box for things they left behind ....... some items I asked for...the sweaters. Some were brought to my house by the women who took care of emptying the sewing rooms. One item was carried to the house, handed over and when I saw what it was I sobbed.
A Friendship Quilt. It might be Time for it to come out and be enjoyed again. It might be Time to look at it and be reminded of old friends, conversation and laughter. Not loss. But what I gained. My Friend.
2 comments:
I like that outfit too. Striped tee would make it fun
I have been the person to call with lace collections, fabric toss outs, sewing machines. I used to think it the greatest thing but now I wish I didn’t have all that stuff. Really wish I didn’t.
I have the pants! Linen with a wide elastic waist and real pockets. In black, navy, and white with thin blue stripes (my escaped convict getup). My version of the top? An oversized black Led Zeppelin t-shirt.
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