in the dead of winter,
when i begin to feel that i might never get warm again,
i remember summers with my family near the ocean.
walks on the beach,
the sun warming
the back of my neck.
these thoughts
bring to mind
that spring
is truly coming.
all the while,
i smile at the
memory of
the childhood hope
that every clam shell
in sight
held a pinkish pearl
patiently waiting
for me, and only me, to find it and set it free.
this scarf, ‘pearl’, was born of those memories
and how i long so for spring.
‘spring’ taken from 29:23 of job.
photos courtesy of classic elite yarns and meg myers.
‘pearl’ is a new pattern by me, available for free in issue #329 of the cey webletter.