I have no idea why these things have started to land in my head, since it’s very out of character, but I’m having fun while it lasts. And making sure I have a small notepad/pen in every jacket and bag I might carry.
It’s a bit fascinating that you can in fact describe your whole day like this, and I’m also intrigued to find out whether I can eventually become any good if I keep it up. My previous experience in these matters is basically knowing one limerick by heart… And now, ever since I had the notion yesterday, my brain is completely set up to think 5-7-5!
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Trees groan against grey.
A sea of susurration.
Red boots keep walking.
Fallen giant is now
tree stump troll with hair of grass.
Storm debris in the rain.
Another dark day.
I think the couch is calling.
Too tired to doodle.
Finding my ponies
in a dark and stormy night
is no easy quest.
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Both blues are done now.
Working on the purple batt.
Jumbo flyer – lace whorl. 😉
Awesome post loved the photo with the trees and what looks like snow of them! Really enjoyed reading your post! Thanks for sharing! Look forward to more!
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Lovely poem. Thanks so much for visiting (and following) my weaving blog.
I’ll look forward to seeing what you get up to! 🙂
Q – Super gorgeous yarn and both in my favorite colors! Yummy.