Life has changed.
In the past, my most perfect place to knit was sitting on the beach in Pawleys Island. I would sit under my umbrella, caressed by the wonderful sea breezes and wrapped with the sound of the waves crashing on the beach. And I would knit for hours on end. Not a care in the world, just me and my lace. Ah, paradise....

1 comment:
There's nothing like Desert sunsets. I put one up with the Quartzsite piccies once upon a time.
Yours is truly lovely.
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