One Week Old Today

2011 is one week old! On Day 8, I wore a pair of earrings that I'd never worn before, one that my daughter Kathe bought at the Home Body shop in Blacksburg, VA, to give me for Christmas. The owner travels the world, buying Fair Trade goods to support local craftspeople.

I wore this pair tonight to a Twelfth (well, 14th, but who's counting...) Night celebration led by my husband's church choir. In honor of Epiphany, the choir throws a party for the church with food, fellowship, and song, and their friends brave the wintry wind to gather together with them. I have no earrings of gold, frankincense, or myrrh (although someone recently gave my daughter Phoebe a box containing all three; maybe, by next Twelfth Night...) so I opted for a regal-bling sort of look. Many strands of royal-purple beads.


All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,

Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,

A light from the shadows shall spring;

Renewed shall be blade that was broken,

The crownless again shall be king.                        -J.R.R. Tolkien