Wonder x 8 …

Look REALLY CLOSELY at this exquisitely intricate work of art and read on as I weave a zone out whimsical story … Meet Miss Mupphet.  She shared the verandah with us on our recent farm stay – or should I say, we shared hers.   Of an evening, we’d sit in awe and wonder as she created an extraordinary lace, at a flying pace, with an endless thread and no instruction book in hand (x 8).   No hand-me-down skill (x 8).  No education.  No voice to ask for direction.  I wondered … how does she know where to begin?   How does she creates such perfect symmetry with no tools of measure?  How does she know when to snip the last thread to complete her masterpiece?  And does she have any real idea why she does what she does?  Does she feel a zone of frustration in a tiny vein – knowing tomorrow she’ll have to start all over again?  Or is she blissfully happy in her delightfully thoughtless spin?  Makes you wonder …..