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I was on a stockinette kick for a while - something simple for the fingers to do while the brain was otherwise engaged. But sometimes multi-tasking isn't the way to go. Sometimes, when the brain has been running frantically in a thousand different directions for far too long, it starts to melt down a bit, gears clunking out of alignment, steam whistling out the ears, and a nasty screeching sound escaping through clenched teeth. At times like this, recalibration is in order, and cables are just the thing.  If I still had my piano, it would be Bach, but cables will do.  Complex enough to fully engage the mind, yet comfortingly mathematical, undulating and twining with careful symmetry, moments of exquisite tension resolved with sweet precision. 

Comments

[Rose]

Looks lovely; sweater? Hope all is still going well for you and your family.

[jane g meyer]

Oh, that color of green is so lovely. What beautiful work you do. Do you weave prayers as well into those cabled stitches... It looks like you do. Saint Brigid might like that!

[Tina]

I love how the cables pop up. And I love the green. I know what you write about – mindless stockinette is ok for a while. But there is a point where I need to have something in my hands that entertains my brain, too.