If I should knit while in my sleep, I pray the Lord my gauge will keep, and if I die before I wake, I pray I may my knitting take. And if by chance the Lord sees fit to grant me leisure time to knit, I'll see that every angel sings, in cabled robes with fair isle wings. Copyright ©2004 Judith Somersett
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I keep coming back to look longingly at the knitter's chair.
Have you given up on your blog?
Janey
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