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Rime Knits in Indonesia

Rime Knits in Indonesia

The perfect white sand that falls through my hand, brings me to my past and the time that I skied last.

It was time for me to learn when my life took a turn. In anger and sadness I soak when my heart and body broke.

At first it didn’t make sense and my pain created a fence, but after those hard times my story created new rhymes.

There was something I needed to know besides my love for snow. Indonesia was something new, so across the world I flew.

I observed their life of gratitude and it changed my negative attitude. They taught me how to see, the importance of being free.

They appreciate what they’ve got, although it’s not a lot, like a rhyme knit keeping you warm in a winter storm.

So when it’s time to ski it won’t be about me. I’ll share my passion with others as if their my sisters and brothers.

I think a Rime Knit should make you focus on the good, and on every head should sit a handmade rhyme knit!

~VANESSA AADLAND

dedicated to my Rime Knit Family www.rimeknits.com

Posted January 20th, 2010.

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