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My mother is one of the world’s greatest knitters. When my sister and I were little, she would knit up a storm-hats, sweaters, mittens, scarves, blankets. Her knitting needles would click, click, click as she counted under her breath, and I hoped that one day I would be able to create magic out of yarn just like that. I suppose my hands were meant for another practice, for I never did learn how to knit. This piece is about, well…knitting. Taking the time, and having the patience to create something beautiful.
