Perspective.

I'm pretty sure that I had something to say, but now that I sit here to write, I got nothin.

It was about perspective and Stephanie Pearl McPhee's post about what was at her feet.

I think where the post takes me isn't fully thought through yet.  It might be that I will share it and I might not.

In the meantime, knitting on Viajante continues. I watch that little ball shrink.  It shrinks and shrinks.

But it never seems to end.  What's up with that?