Hello friends.
One of the possibilities for what we're moving on is re-purposing, and that's what's happened to the two items I'm blessing on their way today.
I had these two very beautiful scarves.
The green one is an old friend of about two decades, made of soft Indian cotton rendered even softer by much use, and the pink one is a fairly recent acquisition — silk.
I love shell pink, and from time to time (I must endeavour to remember this) I make the error of an impulse purchase in that colour. But soft though it be, it is a remarkably assertive shade, and has the same effect of overwhelm on me as does bright red (a colour I also love). So the pink silk scarf was the desire of my heart right up the the point of realisation that it doesn't suit me and I won't wear it.
I touted these items around my family, because they're so good, even though I don't want them. They were not wanted as garments, but two of us have some lovely silver eating implements that have to be protected from abrasion. A soft cotton scarf and a silk scarf offer the absolutely ideal protection, it turns out. So that's where they've gone, their loveliness still available to be admired in someone else's life, setting off the equal loveliness of antique silver spoons.
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