Spring almost summer
in this Maine coastal town:
blooming rope
!
I didn't need rope, but this display made me wish I did. I stood there for a long time admiring the colors, wondering what I might use some for. I couldn't decide.
When I joined my husband at the checkout, I saw that he had chosen a length of red and yellow rope.
"What's it for?"
"Dunno. Something."
Love that length of rope. Not sure why.
xx
it's beautiful, blooming rope you've spotted! the rings remind me of flowers, the kind that grow in narrow boxes built for wooden window sills.
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like many patrons get lassoed by this colorful display. I know for certain that I would be walking out of the store with a length or two of rope and I'd be brainstorming all the way to the car about how I'm going to put it to good use and I'd likely forget the reason I stopped at the store in the first place.
ReplyDeletelol Your husband sounds like mine!
ReplyDeleteTout comme vous, je crois que je serais restée longuement admirative devant ces cordes de toutes les couleurs...
ReplyDeleteGros bisous
It's great to be surprised by every day things! Magyc may come from anywhere, a texture, a color, a.. rope!
ReplyDeleteI agree--nice rope is one of those "things" that just has a certain allure to it. I've stood in front of displays more than once, thinking of all the jump ropes I could make...just because.
ReplyDeletelove how great minds think alike.
ReplyDeleteI love colorful things. How about a homemade jump rope or a rope swing?
ReplyDeleteDid you roll your eyes?????
ReplyDeleteI get that all the time at the checkout. Elenka is used to it by now though. I think.
Yes, very pretty display, but I REALLY get excited when I see a display of yarn. ;)
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