Gather up your skirts young ladies
Then gather near the hearth,
Step in neatly, close the distance
Take your stand and do your part.
Bring your woolen projects with you,
knitted sweaters and worsted socks
Sidle up to fire’s hot embers
Careful of your flowing locks.
Take a sip of ruby brandy
deep and rich as baron’s blood
Maintain a rhythm slow and steady
Heady as a fragrant bud.
Knit one quickly and then pearl two
Change the pattern with a twist,
Catch a wayward thread untethered
Gathering wool with a fervent wish.

Love the photo and the poem.
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Lovely poem
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Love this. Life at a slower pace. Today it would be electronics in their hands instead of knitting needles.
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