I like to cluster
my small pleasures.
Dog face mashed
on my leg.
Cup of tea.
Knit one, purl one, x 6
Cable, knit one, purl one x6
Knit one, Purl one, x 6
Cable, Knit one, Purl one x 6.
Jamie takes Claire’s hand,
leading her through the wilds.
My mind stilled,
mashed for the moment.
Rest.
Put Out to Pasture 
Rest is always good.
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Love the reference to Outlander (the books and the show). They have a way of putting me at ease too.
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Thanks!
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Sounds so nice! I’m not a knitter, but everything else you write about here…Aaah! 🙂
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I’m a sporadic knitter… But it makes me happy.
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Love the heft of a dog’s head–and that infinite trust in us.💜
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I do too!! She’s just so special!
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Lovely poem!
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome 🙂
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