“My feet are planted in the waist-high reeds
In the shadows in the shape of trees
Through the kingdom’s smoky leaves
You’d be laughing too if you could see
On the outskirts long and lean
Not baring gifts on a jet black steed
I couldn’t help it. Journey has been calling to me from the end table all week as I scrambled to finish various crafts, gifts, and sleeves. Something came over me…
“There is no pit so deep that He is not deeper still” – Corrie Ten Boom I believe that and a few times have had only that belief with me…
I love this little top. It was what first made me want to subscribe to Holla Knits. So simple in design and technique but with unique, hand knit details that make…
It’s nice to see that we’re all enjoying bath time in there. (day 29) (my Flickr) The remodel is almost over. I just had to take a picture of this…
I finally knit my husband a pair of socks. Sort of. They’re his and her matching Inniskór slippers from Chelsea Berkompas’ book The Wool Project. Now we’re matchy matchy twins-…
