Up and over the heel flap. The stitches have been picked up for the gusset. The snow flew here yesterday - briefly, but it's cold enough that there is still a frosting of snow on the ground in shaded places. It feels a bit odd, not because it's October - here on the prairies, it's often this cold in October and rare that we don't have snow before Halloween, but we still have green leaves on the trees and our grass is still green. (Note to self: take photos.)
We had an unusually warm September - enough so that September was the warmest month of the year so far. Go figure. As one commentator said, "Take Manitoba out of the oven: we think it's done." It's been a blessing for our farmers, who had been looking at a less-than-average crop. This one may be better than average, because there was so much heat during September.
October is proving herself to be different. With Thanksgiving upon us, this is really what most of us think as being the last non-winter outdoor weekend of the year - time to close up the cottage or finish taking out the garden. That's my job for the rest of the day.
At least when the weather is cold, it doesn't seem illogical to be knitting socks.
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