A craft most divine

I am off to Melbourne this afternoon, and I'm taking all of you with me. Except for those of you who are already in Melbourne, of course.

Mary and I started planning this trip a while ago, and we were already having so much fun giggling over the phone about the planned get-together with the crafty creme-de-la-creme of the blogosphere. Although Mary can't come with me this time, I have assured her that I am viewing this solo trip of mine as merely preparation for our many trips together which I clearly and joyfully see in our future.

I have been thinking about Mary, about how dear she has become to me, and to so many bloggers around the world. I have also been trying to choose joy in my life, something Mary has taught me so well this past year.

So....instead of concentrating on packing for my trip I sat down and wrote this little ditty for all of you, but mostly for Mary, with love.

I know not your real name,
You may not know mine,
Yet this feeling is real
And this friendship does shine.

This friendship does shine
From the smiling eyes
Of our blog-band of women.
Hear our patchworking cries!

We cry out to each other,
"Come sew onto the quilt,
For with boxes of many
This garment is built.

As this garment is built,
The patterns will play,
And a well-knitted comment
Can make someone's day."

For joy cultivation
Is crafting most rare,
And it takes a community
To do it with flair.

So let's raise now our glasses,
My sisters so fine,
And let's celebrate joy -
A craft most divine.