Handknit Socks

Here's a poem by Pablo Neruda on handknit socks:- Mara Mori brought me a pair of socks which she knitted herself with her sheepherder's hands, two socks as soft as rabbits. I slipped my feet into them as if they were two cases knitted with threads of twilight and goatskin, Violent socks, my feet were... Continue Reading →

Thank You Agujas!

Don't you love getting something in the post?  I mean, other than ominous missives from DWP and the bank or red-inked threats from the water board; for some reason, they're not particularly fun - they wreak havoc on my nervous system.  Sometimes, sometimes, something 'nice' comes in the post and that makes the postal system... Continue Reading →

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