Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

Long day. Crashing soon. Spent a while shooting photos for my brother. Met up with the Sheepie and talked for a while. The lens mysteriously fell off my camera while in the checkout line at Wal-Mart (damaged my screwmount 50/1.4, dammit -- how does a lens unscrew itself?). Caught Steely Dan on public television -- talked to a dear friend in Texas on the phone during part of that (unplugged the modem so she could call my landline). Said a prayer of thanks afterwards for the fact that she's in my life. Froze my fingers packing the camera gear back into the camera bags while waiting for Sheepie at a Toyauto dealership -- salesman tried to interest me in replacing my car ("I'd like to take you out of that car and put you into a new one!" "And I'd love to be able to afford to let you do so!") He gave me his card "just in case", so I gave him my card just in case they ever need photography for an ad campaign. (Doh! Should've suggested a live band for a carnival-style sales event or something!)

Baltimore was cold. Not the coldest afternoon lately, nor as cold as overnight, but cold enough. Needed the gloves; the hat was a good idea; the scarf was nice; and when we were downtown and it got late enough for the buildings to make big shadows, it got pretty darned close to being cold enough for me to button up my coat.

My cape is at a friend's house -- she's re-lining it for me with the fabric Mom gave me for Christmas -- and she let me borrow a groovy coat in the meantime. Thing is, I've been wearing the coat for a couple of weeks now, and until the moment nearly half a day ago when I realized it was nearly cold enough for me to want to button it, the thought of buttoning it had never crossed my mind while I was wearing it. Makes me wonder: izzat because I've been wearing a cape for so many years (which I wrap when it gets cold enough, but it doesn't have buttons or a zipper to do up), or simply that my torso never got cold enough until today? I think it might be the first of those -- as soon as I noticed that I hadn't done up any buttons since borrowing the coat, I also noticed how usual it felt to have my back and my arms covered by an overgarment that hung open in the front. I was wearing the coat as if it were a cape-with-sleeves, almost (except that I've been carrying my purse and camera outside the coat, where they go inside my cape).

Anywho, it's a nifty coat.