Dancing With the Anemoi

The winds of fall are, thankfully, not as brisk as they were here a few weeks ago. This was brought home especially after a drive through Spring Grove Cemetary over the weekend. Everything was cleaned up and as beautiful as ever, but the number of trees that were missing parts of themselves was incredible.... Instead, the winds seem to have taken up residence in my mind, blowing this way and that with my current NaNoWriMo story. In fact, the working title of my current story is "North Wind."

They have even taken over my knitting. Here are a few of the winds trapped in my version of Ann (from Crossroad Knits)'s Anemoi Hat...