Steam rising as tea slowly cools, momentarily forgotten as stitches slip seamlessly from needle to needle. Back and forth, structure growing, pleasure in the making, soul soothing progress.
Stitch after stitch, row after row thoughts entwine and time passes. Contentment rises and tea goes cold. Pieces finished, lying waiting for completeness. Soon. Soon say the needles.
3 comments:
Lovely, lovely words and thoughts. Now I'm off to grab tea and needles :)
Gorgeous. Simple. Perfect :-)
Beautifully put! makes me feel like hunting off for my knitting needles.
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