Saturday, September 30, 2006

When the dust settles

Come with me my child, as we go deep into the woods. Watch your step you don't want to trip now. Careful of that branch. Climb over that fallen log. Watch out for those pointy nettles. Just a little further. Your doing fine. Ah, here it is. We must remember to keep rather quite. We don't want to scare her. Peek into that window. If you keep very still and don't make a sound you will see...
a knitter at work.


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