Here’s our snow. CheriM probably wouldn’t even call this snow, but it’s snow to us. In fact, this morning we had a record low of 4 degrees.

I did not drive bravely to work yesterday.

I walked. Can I claim to have walked bravely to work?

(I also did a stability ball core workout before I left. Note how I can fling the jargon around.)

I admired the footprints of various animals along the way.

Naturally, I had plenty of woolies on. I was able to discover an advantage of the dropped-stitch scarf.

Mine was made of some handspun wool I bought at the KC Renaissance Faire last year. The pattern is basically just garter stitch, but you do a couple of yarnovers on every stitch on row 1, then drop them all on row 2. Continue plain for rows 3 and 4 and start over. Easy as pie.

The result is a fabric open enough that you can pull it up over your mouth and nose for wooly warmth, yet still breathe freely.

It was a lovely walk, and my husband came and picked me up in the evening so I didn’t have to stumble home through the snow in the dark.

At work, as I was unpacking French dolls, a little girl passed me with that sneaky look some children get when thery are expecting to get in trouble.

“Are you looking for your Daddy, sugar?” I sang out in a clear voice. I find that this sometimes alerts the parents to a potential stray child, without sounding at all unfriendly.
“I don’t want my Daddy to stare at me,” she said.

Quickly translating from 3-year-old, I offered, “Is that because you were going to do something you shouldn’t and then your daddy would be mad at you?”
“Yes.”
“Well, how about you just don’t do it, and then you won’t have to worry.”
“Okay,” she said, handing over the package of stickers she had been planning to tear open. She went happily back over to her daddy.

Sometimes it’s that simple.

You know what, it’s cold and you probably would like to stay home even if you can’t. Why not gather around the fire, and sing this sweet and simple song: “Beautiful Star of Bethlehem” Of course, if you have a guitar, banjo, madolin, and fiddle to hand, you should get folks to play them. Multi-part harmony is good, too. But it is a fine song to sing by yourself while knitting, too.