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Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Night Escape

By Colleen Carroll

Late at night, when all the world is asleep, I sit, hook in hand. I am bent over mass of yarn in my lap. Some where in the pile, a creation is within. It is emerging, and though I should be sleeping, I cannot. Instead, I am filled with anticipation and excitement as I create, fingers flying, hook moving wildly. It is night, the only time I have, and I treasure my chance to crochet.

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