Crocheting has become my sedative, my medicine. Finding calm in the storm.
Adding colour bursts. Breathing in and breathing out. This sense of horrible limbo,
being nowhere and everywhere at the same time. Not knowing what life has in store for us.
Feeling crippled by the experience.
So I crochet.
It keeps me calm.
xxx
I can just see you by a window looking out on the green/flowering land and crocheting.
ReplyDeleteI remember your wonderful photos from past years.
cheers, parsnip
Beautiful colors. Handwork has the ability to carry us through the seasons of life with grace and focus.
ReplyDeleteRose
I am so glad that you have something calming at this time.
ReplyDeleteThey are lovely.