THE STORIES OF THINGS: CARPET OF FLOWERS

‘Holding inside her the secret pattern for the carpet, she would weave each thread gently in and gently out, through hard wired vertical, thick weft thread, stopping from time to time to align them. Sometimes the shed stick, the wooden stick separating threads, would drop, the tension in the thread would be lost, and words would pass, or would they retrieve their work peacefully and resolutely?’

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A lockdown dinner – Nola’s story of 2020

I look in the nearby shrubs and there… I find it! It’s a little vine creeper… Perfect! I string the creeper through, in and around the table settings … Voila! It’s all come together. My daughter, Rachel, strings the fairy lights across some nearby poles and my brother-in-law, Floyd, gets the fire going in the wheelbarrow, while hubby, Garth and my sister- in-law, Chantel, get the dinner going…
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