What is this life if, full of care, we have no time to stand and stare? -W.H.Davies
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
A Knitted Cap
Years ago, a cousin's wife in Denmark gave me a woolen cap. I always wanted to try to make one myself, but couldn't find a pattern. Until lately. Now there are hundreds of variations. This was an experiment my grandson said he liked.
Youngest of 5 daughters of Quaker Mom and Danish Dad, MomWifeGrandma. Chaplain. My last position was offering spiritual support as a group facilitator in six different psychiatric populations. I loved my work, and miss it. But now I am spending much of my time playing with fibers, beads, bits and pieces of this and that. And looking at the world in a new way - infinity of art and beauty, color, texture and shape.