Non-journalistic artistic endeavors…
I softly fold it, setting it aside, A moment more to tag (To…From…), A crocheted throw, (another one?) indeed, But this was for the young man he’s become. No more the baby blues of soft layettes, No more the booties, hats and mitten sets,… Continue Reading “PAT-TERN”
Last Sunday, after having purchased a case of freshly picked Roma tomatoes at the Summit Farmers’ Market, I spent the rest of the afternoon, prepping and canning the luscious lot. It was a messy, slippery, time-consuming afternoon, but most definitely, it was a labor of love. Someday, in the middle of… Continue Reading “Planning for the Future”
knit from side to side, lacy textures, seed-stitched chains, long-side lines entwined. Photo Friday: #vertical
Each year as Christmas time swoops swiftly in, With hectic shopping sprees at malls and such, Unlike my friends, I spare myself chagrin, And opt instead to add a personal touch. I raid my stash (I never have too much), To find the perfect… Continue Reading “Made for Each Other”
Yarn over, two together, knit as one, Despite mere silken threads, the structure stays, Each filament enmeshed, complexly spun. At outset seeming too complex for some, Yet still, alluring grace lures all to play, Yarn over, two together, knit as one. One’s hesitance subsides when… Continue Reading “Structural Simplicity”
Happy Birthday, Stephanie!
Winter is coming! Not tomorrow or next week, not this month or next month, but surely winter is sneaking in, seeping ‘neath the back door sill…
Love’s Labors…a sonnet about the incomparable joy of seeing loved ones cuddling snugly beneath a specially knitted gift from Grandma.
The photo of my overly anxious puppy, securing his favorite spot atop my ‘work-in-progress’, knitted afghan, seems a perfect response to today’s Photo Friday prompt: Soft.
This pasture serves its denizens quite well A place where they can thrive while roaming free Until, like Pavlov’s dogs, they heed the bell That clangs in urgent clamoring “come see.” The trusty Sheltie rounds them up with ease, Conditioned to their four-legged shepherd’s… Continue Reading “A Gift of Fleece”
Reflections on watching the gathering, gray storm clouds, as boats in the harbor begin to rock and sway.
Tip-tapping bamboo sticks repeat motif, Defining complex interweaves of threads Knit red, two white, then three, again repeat In hope it soon will warmly top her bed. A double-knitted pattern turns my head, Though twice the time and focus it demands, For working two… Continue Reading “Double-knitted Symmetry”