Right-Brain Love

I had my default CD on while threading the loom this afternoon. Donny was howling "Too Young". I used to love this song coming on, because that's how I felt about weaving, but lately I don't feel that primordial, right-brain kind of love any more. It's grown into a watchful, respectful and phlegmatic partnership now. And I get the feeling I'm missing the way we were.

Incidentally, this classic is infinitely sing-alongable and howlable.

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