"I celebrate myself, and sing myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.//I loafe and invite my soul,/I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."
Ah! We call that basketweave in the knitter world.
In case your glyphs are lonely. http://jb-passages.blogspot.com/2009/12/surface-paradise.html
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Ah! We call that basketweave in the knitter world.
In case your glyphs are lonely. http://jb-passages.blogspot.com/2009/12/surface-paradise.html
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