Red Shoes
by Elizabeth Atkinson
posted by Heather Blakey @ 6:17 PM
2 comments
Mad Hatter Monday
Make it a habit to visit the Monday Mad Hatter Party room and join in the fun. The main thing is to inject some madness into that ball point or pencil. Your are welcome to present journal pages, sketches done on toilet paper or whatever you fancy. Just make sure you test the boundaries of sanity.
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
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The Soul Food Hermitage Store is the place where travellers, who plan to travel lightly, can stop to buy some supplies. The Messenger and Tote bags are perfect
for carrying your journal, scissors, glue and pens. Buy one and you will be ready to write anywhere, be it at the local coffee shop or while waiting for an appointment.
The Crest Hermitage is a Nature Store stocking a wide variety of magnificent nature cards, prints, magnets and other merchandise. It features the work of Monika Roleff.
Previous Posts
- Red Shoes, Brown Shoes, and Italian Pumps
- Myth No 19
- It's Been Good
- Solitude
- What the Dead Woman Heard
- What The Dead Man Heard
- Home Is Where The Heart Is
- The Vision
- On the Nature of War: A Garden Meditation
- A Place of The Heart
2 Comments:
I recognise those legs,those ankles,those little feet...its me when I was a girl.......but alas
I never got to wear a pair of red dancing shoes... Lois
( Muse of the Sea) 26.4.06..
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PS When I was 59 I decided to try Square Dancing ...I joined a club and travelled across Westgate Bridge Every Tuesday night for a 7pm start...at the Westgate Dancers ...I was Ok I tried my best but never good enough to be selected in a set of 8 to do exhibitions ,no matter how hard I tried I couldn't break into the click...very protective of their group so I settled for just the enjoyment......
It lasted for about 12 months then my interest wained and I found other pursuits like writing with Soul Food ,a new job,singing with a choir later on....BUT...I did buy a pair of shoes covered in sequins ...like ballet shoes but very bright in a mass of all shades for dancing
...I could be seen in the dark walking from my car...so my pretty shoes I never got to have as a child came to me much much later in life....
There must be a moral to this story,but I can't think of one at this time.
Lois (Muse of the Sea)26.4.06.
At one point my sister, Esther had something like 30 pairs of shoes. Gads, she probably named them all too.
I on the other hand wore black motorcyle boots ( engineer boots ) until I was almost 18.
It wasn't a fashion thing, I had sprained and twisted my ankles so much with dirt bike riding and during soccer matches...falling out of trees, etc etc I was in danger of winding up in braces or some sort of rehab to get them straightend and back up to normal.
I was about 14 at this point
So my Doctor told my mom to get me these boots because they were reinforced with steel rods and would probably do the job.
They did...and I looked so cool you'd just die!
But red...red is my FAVORITE color.
Anita Marie
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