In The Sights Along the Harbor, Harvey Shapiro wrote a poem:
This was a day when I did nothing,
aside from reading the newspaper,
taking both breakfast and lunch by myself
in the kitchen, dozing after lunch
until the middle of the afternoon. Then
I read one poem by Zbigniew Herbert
in which he thanked God for the many beautiful
things in this world, in a voice so absurdly
truthful, the entire wrecked day was redeemed.
Below are some beautiful things that I brought home from thrift stores last week.
On a style note, I wore these around the house, minus the heels though.
Linking up to Thrift Share Monday.