Dirt Road Ramblings

Random musings of an aging kid-at-heart who marvels at life's wonders around her

I would not call myself a knitter. I am a person who knits. A knitter, in my mind, thinks constantly about the craft; she ceaselessly eatsdrinksbreathespondersplansanddreamsabout projects; her fingers (when otherwise unoccupied) find themselves attached to knitting needles at any moment and every opportunity.  A knitter creates, works on, and completes her projects. She perseveres. …

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