Sunday, January 18, 2015
a sunday stitch
Some days nothing comes easy. There is no order or sense to events. This is what happens to me when I only have twentyfour hour span with no obligations or responsibilities.
Here is something I know about. The river basket has be waiting patiently.
(Jake & Charlie stopped by and we went out for a slice. It's been a while)
5pm and the winter light fails for the day. My fingers are stiff and balky but can still feel the needle through the layers.
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