July around here means golden grasses and a high heat index. This also means great henna stains. I actually love the dry heat, the smell of the dry grasses and the sound of a distant rain bird clicking away in a neighbor’s yard. It feels, smells and sounds like home.
Tonight I will set up my “golden tent” at the Thursday Night Market on Broadway Street for Henna Trails. This is a lovely event, when the sun is on it’s way down, and people come out for cold drinks, fresh produce, and mingle. I see a wide variety of people stopping in, some stay to watch for a bit and move on. Some stop to watch and decide to try some henna body art. I am happy to be able to offer a small bit of beautification and joy to my community. Henna is an ancient beauty ritual embraced by many people all around our world. In all honesty, I wish more of my community embraced this sort of adornment. I see it as Mother Nature’s manicure, surely a bit more creative. I will continue to quietly henna in my community, slowly bringing an awareness around. I am patient.