The musings and meanderings of a mixed media artist and yarn junkie who loves to knit,spin, crochet, make a mess, write and enjoy life. I try to follow the wheel of the year and enjoy each day of it. My art reflects that spiritual journey.
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Poetry for Brigid Imbolc
The Lake Isle of Innisfree BY WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay a...
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I thought I'd have a little contest to lighten up the damp dark days we are having:) and also as a way of thanking you for the good thou...
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What to do and what not to do when one is winding a hank of mohair. DON'T wind yarn inside if you can avoid doing so. DO wind outside ...
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Such lovely Pictures and everything looks so lush and green.
Sorry to hear your in pain..take it easy and rest hope it gets better soon and you can pick up the pins again
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