Folks, yesterday was a new kind of cold for me. When I awoke, I looked out the window to see snow covering everything in sight. It was very pretty and the sun was shining and the snow was sparkling- so deceptively enticing to this recent Ohio transplant from Florida!
We were invited to a luncheon party and I figured my wool socks, new sewn 40s jeans (more on those in another post), short sleeved shirt with new handknit sweater atop (more on that in another post as well!) were enough for the short trip from front door to car, from car to party and back again. I topped it all off with my nice, thick Pendleton 49er and away we went.
As we trundled out of the house Wow! The cold was so . . .stark it just sucked the breath right out of me. We all quickly scuttled to the car and cranked up the heat. We noticed that the car thermometer stated that it was 18 degrees out! Yikes.
Post party chowdown, several attendees decided to go for a walk in the lovely snow. I was apprehensive at best but again was shocked at just how positively chilling the weather really can get. By the time we got to the little park a mere block down the street, I could barely feel my ears and had my hands shoved WAY down in my pockets which was doing very little in the way of keeping them warm.
It was then that I wished I’d brought along these:
Isn’t this a darling set? Nothing is quite so charmingly vintage Winter to me as a little angora set. This pattern can be found at this website. She also has an Etsy shop featuring affordably priced vintage knitting patterns should you be so interested.
Here’s a decidedly un-vintage me modeling mine shortly after I cast off the last mitten.