Maria told me she is in love with her sari, she says she feels like a Queen in it and it feels as she has been waiting her whole life to wear one. I said maybe she could wear it here, or around the farm. She seemed surprised at that idea, but I pointed out that it wasn’t like she dressed like everybody else in town, a sari would not surprise anyone here.

“It just seems like me,” she said. “You bet,” I replied.

I am thinking, I said, of a photo of you shoveling manure in your sari.  You do it in your wedding dress all the time, why not in a sari? I am sure she will wear it in her studio sometime, it will help her feel close to India and her experience there, and to the women who are making the potholders she taught them how to make.

I like the idea of that photo, I am sure I will get the chance to take it. If she loves it that much, she will wear it.