Not really a coherent post this week.
Life and knitting have been a hodgepodge the last couple of weeks.
I did get two more things off the needles, without casting on anything new:
"Sorrow has been my roommate lately.
Grabbing me with a tightness in the throat
Tears that course, silently.
Without clear reason, without fear.
It isn’t loss, or longing.
Nor loneliness or isolation.
Just sweetness that touches an unnamed need,
Languishing in a corner."