gauze duster in moonlight
purple waves crash into night
I Measure Time
I measure time
by how the Lake moves,
her body of water ever-changing.
Calm and quiet at dawn,
boisterous by mid-day.
Evening falls, the blue air darkens,
purple waves crash into night.
Again it is morning
and chaos rages on, surf
rattles the stones on the shore
and I forget about time,
lose my measure
of what is not this water.
I am undone watching her sway,
entire days drowned
in her depths.
p. 11
- Mae Stier
this linen blend duster has a dropped shoulder, long sleeves for rolling & a lake scene topstitched throughout
/ cotton gauze
/ OS +
length: 48
width: 38
shoulder: 13
sleeve: 23
*** as always, every nykamping purchase includes a lifetime warranty towards mending, patching & fixing in efforts to extend each piece’s lifetime & use
*** by purchasing, you acknowledge awareness of this product being created using imperfect pre-owned textiles, some of which are discolored, stained, torn, worn & well-loved
purple waves crash into night
I Measure Time
I measure time
by how the Lake moves,
her body of water ever-changing.
Calm and quiet at dawn,
boisterous by mid-day.
Evening falls, the blue air darkens,
purple waves crash into night.
Again it is morning
and chaos rages on, surf
rattles the stones on the shore
and I forget about time,
lose my measure
of what is not this water.
I am undone watching her sway,
entire days drowned
in her depths.
p. 11
- Mae Stier
this linen blend duster has a dropped shoulder, long sleeves for rolling & a lake scene topstitched throughout
/ cotton gauze
/ OS +
length: 48
width: 38
shoulder: 13
sleeve: 23
*** as always, every nykamping purchase includes a lifetime warranty towards mending, patching & fixing in efforts to extend each piece’s lifetime & use
*** by purchasing, you acknowledge awareness of this product being created using imperfect pre-owned textiles, some of which are discolored, stained, torn, worn & well-loved
purple waves crash into night
I Measure Time
I measure time
by how the Lake moves,
her body of water ever-changing.
Calm and quiet at dawn,
boisterous by mid-day.
Evening falls, the blue air darkens,
purple waves crash into night.
Again it is morning
and chaos rages on, surf
rattles the stones on the shore
and I forget about time,
lose my measure
of what is not this water.
I am undone watching her sway,
entire days drowned
in her depths.
p. 11
- Mae Stier
this linen blend duster has a dropped shoulder, long sleeves for rolling & a lake scene topstitched throughout
/ cotton gauze
/ OS +
length: 48
width: 38
shoulder: 13
sleeve: 23
*** as always, every nykamping purchase includes a lifetime warranty towards mending, patching & fixing in efforts to extend each piece’s lifetime & use
*** by purchasing, you acknowledge awareness of this product being created using imperfect pre-owned textiles, some of which are discolored, stained, torn, worn & well-loved