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A Late Summer’s Walk

Gallery• Posted on by Life, Fiber, Trans

To see the Summer Sky
Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie —
True Poems flee —
-Emily Dickinson

 

A spray of red
A sereing field
Goldenrod
Change time
Ripening Rosehips
Signs of Fall
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I knit, spin, machine knit, dye fiber, transform it in all sorts of ways. I’m also transitioning. Sometimes I may get political, because the personal is political. 😏

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