Just arrived home from my first fashion show! What fun that was! The show was for the launch of a new venture here in Winston Salem, Sustainable Style WSNC. The whole show was centered around fashion that is eco-friendly and socially conscious. There were so many wonderful works of art on the runway! And to think, all of them were made with organic materials, natural dyes and not in sweat shops. Novel, right? I can hardly believe that clothing companies aren't mandated to employ some of these practices in their manufacturing. I will never look at Macy's the same way again!
Post show, I decided to take a trip to my favorite coffee shop, Krankies. It is such a beautiful night, I could not let it slip by without absorbing it's beauty! I ordered a Fat Tire beer, and a super cookie (double chocolate!). I sat alone in silence, absorbing my surroundings, the many sounds and the tranquil color of the night sky. I wish I was still sitting on that chair this moment. So much was I enjoying myself, that poetry began to spill from my brain almost uncontrollably. I had nothing to write on, so decided that I would put some of these images away in my mental file cabinet until I got home, where I could hash some of the ideas and impulses I have had. I have to say, I am certain that there will be many more evenings this spring and summer, where I will be sitting in my solitude or with friends outside at night. The evenings in the warmer months are so precious. I enjoy them sometimes more than the days. In the evening, one's mind can rest and wander. There are conversations that last early into the morning sometimes, gorgeous smells and sounds:nature's romance. I consider this time outside at night to be a preparation for winter, when the nights are absolutely unbearable. I make memories in the warmer months, to reference when the windows cannot be opened and when the cold air makes your travel from one place to another hasty. Perhaps one of these nights, you will join me to drink, contemplate and absorb the earth's music.
~Cara
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