This is a little stitchy piece I made for Lindsay's 60th - it has one of my favourite quotes on it from a poem called Wild Geese by Mary Oliver:
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles, through the desert, repenting
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
And so the soft animal of my body, on a Sunday, loved what it loved today with a hot, steamy bath -
followed by a snowy walk to a favourite pub - the Albert, in Rodborough. Mmmmm.
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