Grounded by Knitting
I'm in love with these paddles. Just sayin so
Much as I love the sound of rushing waters , I'd like to stop swimming upstream now. I'm ready to float down the lazy river, but that is not to be just yet. Packing packing blah blah blah.
So I grab my needles and I knit my Christmas stocking at night and I get into that knitty trance. Thank you Knitty trance,
without you I'd be sunk. Tipped over in the kayak in the rapids, gasping for air......
but my knitting grounds me folks. It really does.
These two, Big and Little, will very occasionally share a space.
When Miss Pie allows it.
Miss Bossy pants.
Mr, What did I do?
Did not
did so
and so it goes.
Comments
Stay afloat my friend. Keep your eye on the prize.
Blessings,
Betsy
Knitting ......it keeps us from getting stabby!