Garden of Evening Mists touched me from the first sentence. The story of Yun Ling Teoh is rich with memory, illusion, and impermanence, as is the Japanese garden she wishes to restore. She is looking to her past as a prisoner in a Japanese interment camp and facing a future of loss of all cognitive function. The quiet calm of the writing is deceptive and intriguing.
Knitting Beach Glass has felt an illusion, as it has grown smaller, not larger, as do most shawl in my experience. The trick was to start out with 388 stitches and knit on and on through feather and fan. The delight was to suddenly be nearly finished with the shawl.
Yarn Along with Ginny