So today is the first full
day of autumn. I have always loved the
fall. When we lived in Ohio , it meant fall festivals, the first
chili of the season, and really lovely fall colors on the trees:
Since we’ve moved to Mississippi , we’ve had
to adjust our autumnal expectations. It
is currently 69° F and will get into the high 80’s today. They serve chili down here any time of the
year because it’s almost never “soup weather”, there are festivals but they
have nothing to do with fall, and the incredible fall display of the trees here
looks like this:
I like green and all, but…
We moved south to get away
from the harsh Ohio
winters. If you’ve never lived through
one, you’re probably thinking, “Harsh winters in Ohio ?
Yeah, whatever…” but anyone who’s ever lived north of I-70 knows what
I’m talking about. I don’t regret moving;
after all, we’re building a home here which is kind of a permanent thing. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely do not miss
shoveling 18 inches of snow every three days and weeks on end of temps under 20° F. There’s just one thing that gives me pause at
this time of year.
I wasn’t a knitter when I
lived in Ohio .
Never mind the obvious, like
it may not have been quite so unbearable during the winters there had I been
knitting lots of warm, squishy sweaters and things to insulate me and
mine. Never mind that it is just weird
that I didn’t learn to knit until we relocated to a tropical climate. The big thing is, I have a serious case of
sweater envy. Each fall since I’ve
become a knitter, I get these lovely magazines and see all the beautiful warm
sweater, scarf, hat, and mitten/glove patterns and I’m…well, jealous of all of
you who live in a cooler climate.
How sad is that?
In all fairness, there are a
few days each year down here in what the locals call “winter” where a wool
sweater and scarf would not come amiss.
However, I nearly suffered heat stroke trying on my recently completed
Iced cardi. The truth is it will be worn
more often to insulate me from the overactive a/c down here rather than the
cold weather. This, it turns out, makes
me a bit sad.
So for those of you who will
endure frigid temps and lots of snow during the coming months, let this thought
(along with your scrummy hand-knit woolens) warm your hearts: you are really living in the heart of
knitting heaven, and there are those who envy you greatly.
Lisa
xoxoxo
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