Neglected Things
even thrive, at least on the inside.
My best friends are together now. I am happy for them, but I’m still sad for me. I don’t feel up to composing a post that is worthy of her…
I could knit Feyre again. And again. It was that satisfying. I was imitating the sample, knit in Brooklyn Tweed’s Newsprint. I think the Patons Classic Aran and Dark Grey Marl…
Remember those drug awareness ads that used to be on tv in the eighties? There would be some impressionable kid trying to walk to school or something while being assailed by…
Feyre isn’t the only shawl from Very Shannon that I’ve been working on recently. I also ordered a crap-ton of Cascade Eco from Craftsy, when I ordered the marled Patons,…
I did the responsible thing and made it through parental hazing- I think! I’ve provided growing room, dozens of specifically colored folders, volunteered to make corn husk dolls, taken an…
Am I the only 365 person out there sweating through a zillion mess-up self-portraits with a serene look on their face, all in an effort to get a semi-decent shot?…
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I love the idea that neglect of one thing makes room for another to grow…thoughtful series of images…my favorite is the TtV shot…very, very nice.
Thank you, dogdreamzzz. In my life, times of neglect (whatever the kind) at least let certain things rise to the surface. Maybe it's the realization of what are legitimate needs and what aren't, flaws, strengths, or new abilities. I want to think something good comes from it.