I look out at the Putney mtn ridge with the lingering fall colors. It’s quiet (except for the gun shots of hunting season… Oh well) and think of years past of knitting. It’s a lovely Sunday morning, I already made muffins, started the bread, and soaking beans for the soup tonight. EZ knitters almanac surfaces to my mind. Reminding myself that I will make my own wool long johns this year, farmers almanac is predicting a cold one. Like so many I know, I long for self sufficiency and living directly. I have finished a few new designs. One for GMS that hopefully y’all will see in the next month or so. A poncho that I need to write the pattern for, now I am on to a colorwork yoke sweater out of Mountain Mohair that should keep the shivers away. I will post progress pics soon. In New England in particular, this time of year is a time of transition when we are preparing for the coming of cold darker days. When most everything shifts to indoor activities with some snowshoeing and sledding escapades. I love it. Snuggling up with a hot beverage of choice, my knitting, anda good movie or some nice music, It says nothing but home to me.
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