I've never been any good with actual yarn, perhaps I could master the art of icing crocheting in time for my cats and dogs to have babies. Wait, they're not having babies! WHO WILL I BE GRANNY FOR?
I keep trying to fool myself into thinking it's almost Spring when really it's the deep dark depths of Winter with no end in sight. It's still blustery and cold and dim and I should still be wearing a scarf even if I don't want to. If I had a plate of lovely hat and mitten cookies on the table, maybe it wouldn't be so bad.
Red and white do make a fantastic combo, don't they? And snowflakes are so satisfying in their symmetry and fragility. Basically, winter is magic, and the buttery, spicy delicious treats we get to indulge in without any guilt make the holidays rich. Bring on the cookies, I'm ready!