Hommage to Grrl + Dog*

If you haven't met the guerrilla knitter at grrl+ dog, click on the title and scroll down to her original "Joy" knitup. I saw this piece of street wrack (may be a drying rack for laundry, I'm not sure) and couldn't resist decorating it. I'll be posting more on Monday about the unexpected, most of the post will be courtesy of one of my commenters, and there WILL be a prompt.

*A cephalopod-free post

And then again...

...there are times when we seem to reach through what is solid, and joy descends, unlooked for and unearned, a gift.

...It is there, being imperfect, and with these things

And erudite in happiness, with nothing learned,

That we are joyously ourselves and we think

Without the labor of thought, in that element,

And we feel, in a way, for a moment, as if 

There was a bright scienza outside ourselves,

A gaiety that is being, not merely knowing,

The will to be and to be total in belief,

Provoking a laughter, an agreement, by surprise.

     - Of Bright & Blue Birds & The Gala Sun, Wallace Stevens