Someone quite dear gave me this set of needles on Saturday, as we sat by a fire under the red rocks. I have no idea how old they are or what exactly they are made of, but I will certainly use them and love them well. They are a gift from Gracie, a small, soft-spoken woman with incredible strength. Some of the best parts of my summers out here have been spent sitting on the back porch, listening to her stories. It makes me happy to think that they will remind me of her after I leave here next month. I’m tempted to cast on a new project in order to begin using them immediately…


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