Wool
Wool
My dear obsession
Sweet heady aroma of nature.
Strong spongy fibre of life’s pure survival.
Covering against cold harsh elements of time.
Without wool in my life I would be an incomplete.
Wool connects me to my ancestors and their legacies.
Fingers yearn to touch the strand of connection
to a time before I was here in modern time
a knitter.
Nice one!
They’re both nice!