I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome.
I want to be improbable beautiful and afraid of nothing, as though I had wings.
— Mary Oliver
This is a late tribute to a glorious poet who died a week ago. There's no one who phrases things like she does and I strongly identify with the desire to be improbable beautiful.
Beauty comes automatically with being young. It's easy to see beauty in youth with its round freshness and glowing skin. Beauty in age and experience requires attention and depth of desire and effort and sometimes it comes in spite of itself. Through improbability.
But improbable beauty is always worth the effort.
1/27/2019 10:17:38 am
Thank you so much May xo
1/27/2019 10:18:27 am
Thank you! I also loved the color and the sunlight enhanced by that filter
1/27/2019 10:40:14 am
I love those words but I love that photo more. The way your arse looks, the light, the flowers on the windowsill. It’s like a vintage photo. Xx
1/27/2019 10:56:06 am
Thank you lady. I agree with the vintage look. I specifically chose those edits and filters and ink colors to give it a warm tint. I liked the result :)
1/27/2019 10:54:20 am
Thank you Molly. when I wrote this post I thought of you and your blog post from last week about aging and your magazine pitch. Aging is hard... perspective is important and difficult I think
1/27/2019 10:57:40 am
Always worth the effort. Glorious light, and colours in this image, along with your perfect arse make this delightful.
1/27/2019 11:56:31 pm
Loving your knickers!!
1/28/2019 03:03:19 am
How wonderful. The words and the image.
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1/28/2019 09:31:29 am
The first I saw was the title, then the image and then I read your words. And after that, I went back to the image, seeing it in a totally different light. Beautiful post!
1/31/2019 09:21:39 pm
This is a perfect quote...and I love how the image matches it. It's a lovely tribute to a wonderful poet.
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