knitting wool

Carpe Diem #1074 knitting wool


blanket snuggle close
covered with scents of nana
purls of love

©  petra domina

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CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI




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  1. Yamini MacLeanOctober 11, 2016 at 2:40 AM

    Hari OM
    oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh "purls of love".....!!! &*> YAM xx

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  2. Kim M. RussellOctober 11, 2016 at 3:16 AM

    That is so sweet, 'purls of love' from nana - I had one of those blankets, as well as a patchwork quilt. :)

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    1. JaniceOctober 11, 2016 at 4:54 PM

      I cannot knit but my mother and mother in law both did. They made blankets for my grand children.

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  3. ForestbatherOctober 11, 2016 at 7:04 AM

    Very nostalgic haiku

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    1. JaniceOctober 11, 2016 at 4:59 PM

      Something about knitting with wool seems very timeless. I have a friend that buys old wool sweaters, unwinds them and creates new garments.

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  4. Helene VaillantOctober 11, 2016 at 6:34 PM

    How lovely, brings back memories. Wonderful haiku.

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  5. Pat ROctober 11, 2016 at 11:54 PM

    Good memories in this one:)

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  6. Pat ROctober 11, 2016 at 11:54 PM

    Good memories in this one:)

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  7. ChèvrefeuilleOctober 29, 2016 at 4:49 PM

    Ah does sweet memories ...

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