Cold mornings, warm blankets

I love the fall.  I love the late fall, when the trees are stripped bare and the frost covers the ground.  These are my favourite knitting days.

It is still relatively early.  There are as many leaves left on the trees as there are on the ground.  But the mornings are colder now.  The air is crisper.  The sun rises later.

I am bundled up with a very warm blanket.  My daughter is watching tv while she nibbles her breakfast.  I feel extra motivated to finish a particular pattern I have been working on.  

Today is going to be a knitting day.