No one expects the Vortex of Chaos. It's ice on the sidewalk three days before Christmas, the driver who knocks the door off your SUV, the surgery that dims your voice, the cancer treatments that leave your brain muddled for months. But like the accretion ring surrounding a black hole, the Vortex of Chaos is also the neon sign that says you're still in business, that you haven't given up, that you're not willing to take it lying down.
Chaos is Life.
Sonntag, Dezember 30, 2007
On the Thirtieth Day of December . . .
"Lenore"--yarn by Tina Newton, pattern by Stephanie Pearl-McPhee. From Rockin' Sock Club. i-cnut by me.