My sister in law is a poet and a very skilled one I think. I asked her to do me a poem about my crafting. This is what she came up with, I love it.
She lets the dishes drain
stares out at steady, greying, rain
half-hears the rising wind, the traffic’s whine
and turns instead to where she knows she’ll find
safe passage to a small, kind, wonderland:
where every summer colour’s close to hand
where winter’s perfect white is touched with gold
where birds teach paper how their wings must fold
where careful fingers lift a branching tree
and link a chain of words in filigree
to set them down, softly as a sigh,
bright stitches on a satin sky.
To thank a loved one, greet a friend,
to celebrate a feast, or help a heart to mend,
she lets the dishes dry --
and her imagination fly.
October 2015, Linda Goulden
Isn't that wonderful, and to enable your imagination to fly further I have added a link to the seasonal catalogue and tweaked some of the classes on the events and classes page, please check it out.