Bitches Get Stitches

i love fall.
i love the chilly air,
the sweaters,
the jeans,
snuggling under down comforters, my dog as the only source of heat.

i love that i get to leave lace behind,
pick some seriously wooly wool,
and let cables hurt my hands.

and while this weather may be a bit unseasonable,
let’s pretend it’s going to last shall we?

and no that’s not my rhinebeck sweater;
i haven’t cast that on yet.

why?

so my procrastination-induced stress can amuse you all later,
obviously.