I've always adored pearls, those shiny gossamer sea moons that bedew one with an ineffable shimmer! I never feel prettier than bedecked in pearl strands and pearl-embroidered chiffon and tulle. I imagine Primrose wears fairy shifts much like these for her everyday use:
*(pictures taken at YDBN, Kirkwood Mall, Bismarck)!
I have no practical use for a pearl-gown, but pearls are never practical...
They are no more and no less than ethereal orbs holding the wishes of countless humans.
Emily Dickinson knew full well that "gem tactics" may be learned from the making of our own pearls, just as sands may one day become semiprecious jewels.
