Then I remembered my invitation to our neighborhood's Fourth of July parade, which began "E pluribus unum, out of many, one." Our tiny neighborhood of 62 homes, boasts neighbors from all over the world who live side by side and put on parades and games for the little ones, potlucks and book clubs for the older ones and generally look out for each other. It is my home, as of almost a year now. On a larger scale, it represents the symbol of the US, the melting pot. And on a still larger scale, it is my dream for our planet.
I had been practicing Pea-nuckle, a tangle that had its own challenges for me. It seemed to fit the bill for this idea of home. Each stitch is a whole, yet dependent on other stitches to weave this cloth that binds us all together. I would have preferred that my tile not have a gaping hole in the middle of the stitches, but it is what it is.
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