The temperature has finally cooled and I retreated to my special corner for a few minutes this morning. After a period of social insanity and heat, 15 minutes of knitting were comforting. One of the reasons I enjoy knitting is that it gives you time to think as you endlessly circle the stitches of a sweater sleeve. I was thinking of my father who never wanted to go anywhere other than Camp Taylor (Samuel P Taylor State Park). I often think that perhaps he had the right idea, he had found a special place and didn't have the means, time, or desire to seek out other locations. I consider myself lucky, that I have a special place I only need to walk out the back door to enjoy.
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