sometimes i think i might be too hard on this place
As much as I whine that I'd like to live someplace with actual seasons, I sometimes find myself having to give Texas some credit. Sometimes, she surprises me.
Not that any of those pictures are in any way indicative of today. Those are all from the day that I realised winter was coming; it was crisp and beautiful and amazing. Today, winter is here, in all her bitter, dreary glory. Also, rain. Oh, the rain. I love rain, but winter rain is only good for curling up under a blanket with really good coffee and watching old movies.
In other news, I'm almost on the second chart of the peacock shawl, which makes me happy. I am also inexplicably in the mood to read some Hemingway. I blame the rain.
Not that any of those pictures are in any way indicative of today. Those are all from the day that I realised winter was coming; it was crisp and beautiful and amazing. Today, winter is here, in all her bitter, dreary glory. Also, rain. Oh, the rain. I love rain, but winter rain is only good for curling up under a blanket with really good coffee and watching old movies.
In other news, I'm almost on the second chart of the peacock shawl, which makes me happy. I am also inexplicably in the mood to read some Hemingway. I blame the rain.