Let tradition be your guide
“In my recurring nightmare, I am not being chased by murderous thugs or standing nude as a Rubens in front of strangers… rather, I develop knobbly-jointed arthritis in my oversized ‘man hands’ (thanks to the friend who made that observation) and cannot knit.
I am not a creator of intricate cables, nor do I do it for mindful meditation (which it is), or to induce a state of
