When I Grow Old

A photo shoot of a gift I made that to honor a person in my life who loves the poem read by the author below. (Designer: Helen Stewart, Snowmelt Shawl).

And when I grow old, I shall continue to write poems and continue knitting with hopefully more time to do both. Some days I dream of what I could accomplish if knitting was my full-time job. But maybe friction against commitments is what gives our work urgency to completion.

About Erin W

A sensitive plant, bamboo strong.
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