Yesterday was the day that the sky was full of dragonflies.
There were literally hundreds of them all flying around at once. Great big ones. They were everywhere. For the last week, there have been more and more every day, but yesterday there were just so very many. I’ve never seen anything like it. They flew about non-stop, nearly impossible to capture in pictures, not a one of them ever stopping to rest. I laid in the grass for a bit and watched them above. I wish I could drink up their energy. I’ll content myself with being inspired by them.
Why is it that being around dragonflies makes me want to knit a delicate shawl? It’s true that in the end, nearly all things come back to knitting with me. It’s the lacy wings, I’m sure. Now that the thought has entered my head, it seems to have bewitched me. My brain is awash with daydreams, visions of shawls in all different hues. I’m suddenly ready to try every pattern that’s ever caught my eye.
Very poetic Melody.
up late working on a project and just remembered a children’s book that is somewhat about dragonflies and i think is a zuni legend. it is called ‘Dragonfly’s Tale’ by Rodanas. it might be worth checking out if you haven’t read it before~~~ can’t wait to see what knits you come up with from this newest inspiration.
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