Silver fleece,
shorn from a woolly sky,
drifting down through the twilight—
each frozen tree and hedge
knitting a sweater of white.
[Bethami Watson]
Yesterday’s snow storm inspired my knitting friend, Bethami, to compose this thought poem. She shared it with me. I was inspired to share her sharing. Thank you Bethami for finding silver fleece in storm clouds.
Knitting, writing and other joys 
A lovely poem! I can feel the snow.
I have found my dear friend, Katherine again. She is as usual up to her old tricks and amazing everyone with her creativity and insights. I love your blog and am bookmarking it so I can add it to my list. Loved photos of you and your grandchildren. Send me an e-mail and let’s catch up. I am also on facebook.
deb-ann
Lovely, Lovely!
I watched some ‘glittering through the sunshine’ silver fleece falling yesterday, loved every minute of it! :^D
What an awesome poem. I posted it on my Facebook page this morning, along with Bethami’s credit. Wonderful 🙂