::my current knitting is giving me a lot to think about::

::sometimes things are flawed through our own fault::

::do we need to attain perfection or allow what has flowed out of us to remain as being true to ourselves at that moment in time::

::the overall picture is one of unity but on closer inspection the imperfections can be seen::

::but not necessarily noticed::

::they will remain::known to me::perhaps to be noticed by others::who will not attach emotion to them in the way that I will::

::imperfect but still beautiful::