April 3, 2007

wee blossom, originally uploaded by pilgrimgirl.

Picture: a pink blossom surrounded by small pink buds w/greenery in the background.

This weekend I took the skin off of my leg. It’s been summery warm here and I prefer the skinless look when I’m wearing shorts and short-er skirts. It’s been interesting to see the reactions of those around me who aren’t used to seeing my hardware (that metal bits that lurk underneath the cosmesis). But there’s also something completely satisfying about being ‘up front’ with my bionic-ness. As if to show that I’m secure with who I am and my body’s difference.

One of the benefits of skinlessness is that I can go barefoot without shredding the stockings that cover my foam legcovering. So this weekend I planted and worked on my front and back porch barefoot. What a lovely feeling, even when there was a bit of mud squishing underfoot. And tonite I got back late from yoga and I wanted to run a quick load of laundry (because tomorrow is the first day of classes and I do want to be wearing some clean pants when I’m facing 150 undergrads in the morning). So I set out for the laundry room (in the building next door) barefoot. Feeling the cool, but not cold, pavement of the sidewalk and relishing the light of the full moon that made it easy to see my way. I walked even slower on the way home, ignoring the people who I passed who probably thought this legless shoeless woman wandering around in the dark and muttering at the moon was just plain crazy. Because going barefoot just does that to me, especially after a nearly-perfect yoga session and as I contemplate the excitement of a new school term. Yes, barefootedness is just lovely that way.