The weather is perfect.
For knitting. And nothing else, honestly. I spend approximately 12 seconds outside each day- walking very briskly to the car in morning darkness to go to work, and then racing to the parking garage at the end of shift. Rushing inside the house to stick my hands as close to the heat as possible without scorching them. It’s wretchedly cold. Feet-numbingly, hand-crackingly cold. So cold that I make up words to describe its utter wretchedness. And it may be obvious, but I can’t even explain how much I detest it.
However, it does make for some seriously productive knitting in front of the wood stove. That’s pretty much the only good thing I can say about winter.
For now, since there’s no other choice, I’ll take it.
Arroyo shawl pattern by Sarah Wolf.
Ravelry page here.