Featuring Dogen

yarn inspiration-
The unspoiled colors of a late summer night,
The wind howling through the lofty pines –
The feel of the autumn approaching;
The swaying bamboos keep resonating,
And shedding tears of dew at dawn;
Only those who exert themselves fully
Will attain the Way,
But even if you abandon all for the ancient path of meditation,
You can never forget the meaning of sadness.

And with that The Dead Poets Sock Club is closed for a while. I loved doing it and plan to open it up again in the near future!