Thursday, August 30, 2012
Knitting, Sunshine, morning coolness on the porch, coffee and a peace that is so real, I almost feel as if its able to be touched. Music of the album Elverhøy by Helene Bøksle seems to stir something unfamiliar deep inside of me as I knit. An ancient sort of feeling. It makes me long for a rest from technology and the demands put on us by living in such a complicated age.
I am content today, to knit on a sweater for myself and watch the birds fly from tree to tree or soar high over my head.
It is a silent sort of morning, sitting next to the wood stove in my rocker, watching the birds outside my windo...