My friend Mary asked "Why would anyone visit your blog?"
Good question, since there's nothing there. So ......................................
Since Loani (Grandpurlbaa) helped me set this in motion - here's a little poem dedicated to her and her obsessed knitting friends.
Knitting Poem (for Loani)
A spindle of knitters
Knitting independently with bone and bamboo knitting needles
Night after night
Nattering nonchalantly to no one in particular
Beneath the waning moon –
Never knowing, others also quest
For the bees knees of a beanie
Or a nice naturally knitted knee rug.
One night a knitter (who will remain nameless) used her noodle
Perhaps knitters knit to ignore the gnawing need for company.
In a nurturing initiative
Invited a nondescript group of knitters
For a knit
And a natter
Nine months on
The knitters meet monthly
Motivated by growing knowledge
Of knit and knot and purl
Of stocking stitch and garter
And the husbands favourites -
Mattress stitch and slip one over
No longer alone or lonely
Are not a lot of nincompoops
Neither nutters nor ne’er-do-wells
But a simple group of north coast knitters
For whom knitting is a necessity -
Knit-wits one and all.
© Steve Capelin 2005