Sunday, March 20, 2011

Spring

I've taken an hiatus from posting but now that my ducks are back in a row, I shall resume.

Today is the first day of Spring after a long and snowy winter.  I slowly came out of hibernation about a month ago - attending dance classes again ( falling in love with Flamenco), taking longer walks outside and doing some some spring shopping - clothes, of course.

This morning  I said  to myself- " Girlfriend, go into your own closet to shop ."  Somehow this remark came to me in Conan O'Brien's voice but, be that as that may, it was a prudent measure. I don't want more than I use and in order to manage a wardrobe without accumulating  excess,  one must do inventory.  Excess is a subjective word but I can say that I use almost everything I own therefore, very little excess ( according to me).

In order to take this inventory and evaluate the condition and fit of my present spring wardrobe, I decided to iron everything.  The process of ironing brought to mind the William Carlos Williams' poem "The Red Wheel Barrow":

           So much depends
            upon

           a red wheel barrow
          
           glazed with rain
           water

           besides the white chickens.

I thought so much depends upon the iron.  I love to press down the nap and make the cotton look it's best reflecting light and smoothness.  Silk, linen, and the colors - all the fabrics respond differently and the colors change hue.  The iron is a good tool - it serves it's master well.  Fabric is meant to be used and worn, cleaned and pressed..it reinvents itself after each use. Bedraggled shapes are worked out, the long winter is pressed away and everything looks fresh and ready to go out into the warmth and sunshine.

Welcome spring, I'm ready.

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