Stomping our boots on the rocks to shake off the first snow flurries, taking too-quick breaths that burn and tickle our lungs making us laugh and love the way the clean, sharp frosty air makes our bodies feel tingly and zingy.
Wrapped in warm and nurturing hand knitted loveliness our hearts are warm too on frosty mornings. We feel fine.
Winter and we are loving the change of colours from browns and greens and greys to white, white, white, black – and yes, greys – with bursts of berry red. All is quiet and blanketed in frozen water; ice and snow smooth our way.
Tonight there will be a bright fire burning red in the hearth, we will smile and sip coffee and maybe some mulled red wine and then there might be dancing or knitting, singing or storytelling – who knows what good times are on their way for all of us, including you?
Nights of clear starry skies and watery transparency. Warm woollens and sparkling sequins, layers of silk and light-catching shimmering yarn. Winter this year has been a natural wonderland. Bright moonlit nights. Glittering snow, sparkling ice and translucent hail. We revel in the change of seasons, the contrast of dark and light, warmth and cold, the …
Inspired in the Winter half-light listening to hooded crows cawing at twilight by luscious skeins of handspun yarn from Studio Underwood on Etsy. Tinkling silver shards on ice puddles, crushed meadow grass in gold. Bare branches and quiet clouds. Storms and wildness outside. Ancient spirits whispering.
The summer tide ebbs and reveals to us a sea rock garden on the shore; bright greens, black-grey-blues and browns, creamy-coloured whelks and limpets, flowing, air-bubbled sea plants all holding firm to solid, massive, ancient gneiss. As-one-with-nature Inner Wild wilderness wear for dearhearts clockwise from top left: Freshwater Strappy Top, back Illustrator Cuffs Freshwater Strappy …
Winter: frosty mornings and feeling fine
Stomping our boots on the rocks to shake off the first snow flurries, taking too-quick breaths that burn and tickle our lungs making us laugh and love the way the clean, sharp frosty air makes our bodies feel tingly and zingy.
Wrapped in warm and nurturing hand knitted loveliness our hearts are warm too on frosty mornings. We feel fine.
Winter and we are loving the change of colours from browns and greens and greys to white, white, white, black – and yes, greys – with bursts of berry red. All is quiet and blanketed in frozen water; ice and snow smooth our way.
Tonight there will be a bright fire burning red in the hearth, we will smile and sip coffee and maybe some mulled red wine and then there might be dancing or knitting, singing or storytelling – who knows what good times are on their way for all of us, including you?
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