It's raw cold and raining. The lawn is alive with little brown birds so tiny you can't see them until they move. Forget taking pictures. All of them bossed by a gang of cardinals. I really need to hire a landscaper. It's gotten away from us.
And this, reborn from a false, unsatisfying start. The last remnant of Jim's jeans. Real tools hung from that loop once. This is front and back. So far.
A woman can't have too many pockets. This will be a pocket with two or three pockets.
Somewhere in my closet, there's a pair of jeans that will be sacrificed for the strap of just the right length. There will be beads.
Now that I have the heavy hauler with room for overnight stuff, books, and my Chromebook, I want something just for my wallet, keys, and cell.
And a knife. Glasses. Some paper. A pen. A damask napkin. Lip stuff. Gum. Aspirin. A lighter. Some lotion. My Tarot. Loose change. PENNIES!
What do you always carry?
Now I have to find the right fabric to line it with. Slowly.
And writing. For hours.
Lost in the delicious now. Clean, warm, dry, fed and grateful.
4 comments:
I used to carry a magical leather zip bag in my purse that held everything you could possibly imagine needing in an unimaginably small 3"x6" space: bandaids, tubes of blistex and antibiotic cream, a mask and nitrile gloves, a small bottle of meds including ibuprofen, tylenol, antacids, and macrodantin (for cystitis), nail file, tweezers, cough drops, mini pads, and a blister pack of immodium ... the blasted thing is like a brick and weighs just enough to be a pain since I carry my purse over my right shoulder, which has been giving me a hard time of late ... can't tell you how many times I've pulled it out to come to the rescue, but these days it sits in a cabinet and my shoulder bag now weighs half as much as it used to!
Hankie, credit card holder, wallet......that's it. Should add mini pads.
I like to have a nail file with me, as my nails break easily and I dislike when I can't smooth out the edges! And my Hallmark Datebook, gotta have that. 🙂
I forgot, a half an emery board tucked deep in one of the back pockets to keep it away from my spare glasses. I can't stand a raggedy nail either!
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