In the summertime, everything is wonderful. My dogs lay in the sun, my mom lays in the sun, my brother, my books, and even my shy neighbors find their part in the sun. Pairs of well fitted trousers are tucked away, in a box somewhere, with the words "Winter Clothes" written in black.
My freckles are starting to look like a tiny galaxy and my arms are turning into the color of a walnut. I don't need sweaters, socks, a blanket or any back rubs. In the Summer, all I need is soil for our flower pots, a water bucket for cooling off in, and sunscreen.
Dollops of sunscreen.
The only way the season could be better, would be if I lived in a country house, where walking naked through the grass wasn't an eyesore for my neighbors. I could wake in the morning, fry eggs in the kitchen, and find myself dressed in nothing but the breeze.
Sometimes living in the city has its disadvantages. Like right now, the sound of horns in the distance is muting the birdsong above my head. Some days, there is so much noise, it makes it difficult for me to write poetry or even hear my own singing voice.
At least by living in the city, and not being allowed nakedness, I can wear tights that have fawns & mushrooms painted all over. These tights have got to be my current favorite thing.
On Sunday, Carter is taking me out into the country, to a place where I can poke my toes into the dirt & take pictures of lake water. I think it will be nice to feel the Summer sun beside the country air, and maybe we'll eat sandwiches and bring our instruments too.
See you soon my sweet friends.
pink tutu - www.oasap.com - sponsor
fawn and mushroom print tights - Teja Jamilla on etsy - $30
heels - blowfish shoes - sponsor
floral crown - handmade