Saturday, June 21, 2008
beach music
This is what I did while on the beach. Something about the blue organic cotton yarn and the blue of the ocean seemed to be pefect harmony. This yarn was purchased on another beach trip back in March. A new yarn shop, appropriately named The Salty Sheep, had just opened and my friend and I were thrilled to happen upon it that Saturday morning; the scrunching and squeezing we did that day! I left with this yarn and the thoughts of a mellifluous soft cardigan. So with the calls of the gulls and the crashing of the tides I added my own music, the clicking of the knitting needles.
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