… has it’s cloud.

the knitting i love.

the sketching is fun.

pushing the fiber to see just what it can do is great.

the rejection is tough.

because once i’ve put myself way out there

on the limb,

i want to feel that i can fly

not like the ground would hurt

were i to fall

from such a dizzying height.

and yet, the possibilities keep me going

sticking my neck out there to see just what these tiny wings can bear.

and here we go again…

‘silver’ taken from 28:1 of job.