Dear Diary, When I look at those woolen pendleton shirts in my studio I am reminded that winter is coming. I got my skates sharpened. I can’t skate, but I am thinking about it. Tonight there is an open house at the curling club. I am thinking about that too. I have gone back to yoga, just once a week, but still I am there. My walking is good and steady. I rarely miss a day.
I have started volunteering at the local radio station, a community run radio station, and together with a friend we have proposed a few ideas that we hope to carry out.
I have a skein of red wool all balled to make a scarf. I am knee deep in my rug hooking. I am almost ready.
So my preparation for winter has begin.
It is not just about getting out the winter clothes. When you live in the north, you have to get ready emotionally. You have to get ready physically too.
Our wood is piled high. The chimney has been swept. My turtlenecks are folded in my drawer. The mittens are in a basket by the door. My winter tires are on the car.
It is a time for wool. I love that about the winter. It makes you feel like you can never have too much wool.
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