We woke up to a frosty morning today
going out for my walk warranted
some woolly layers:
handknit wool cowl,
and handknit wool gloves.
Everything in the field was covered
with glistening crystals of ice.
I hated to come in,
the warmth of the woodstove was very welcome.
The rest of the day has been
a bit dismal,
but was perfectly spent sewing
some clothespin bags for the shop
while watching Elizabeth Gaskell's