While wrapped in a blanket

I am often running into people who seem to not understand the beauties of cooler weather.  Today, you see, was cold, and no one was particularly happy about it except for myself.  I just can't understand it; what's not to love about a brisk walk in the sunshine, wearing your favorite mittens or gloves, wrapped in a wool tweed jacket?

See, I have always loved this time of year.  Everything seems to nod off to sleep, waiting for the first blanket of snow.  The colors, the sounds, the smells....  But maybe it's just me :)

Well, I guess I'll look out my window and knit a little more before dinner--I have a few new projects on their way!