It just keeps snowing here. I'm looking out of the studio windows and I see . . . wait for it . . . more snow!
Up here in New Hampshire we pride ourselves on being of hardy stock, which roughly translates to "stop whining and put on your long underwear." That said, I distinctly heard a bit of fussing at the post office yesterday about shoveling out our cars. Yet again.
I'm considering distributing t-shirts of my new favorite hashtag: #ShovelingSnowIsMyNewCrossFit.
The dry and cold of winter is even poking its way into the studio. I've been working with linen and cotton this week and despite my best intentions to inject hot, Caribbean colors into the knit samples, everything keeps circling back to a color palette of ecru, natural and grey. Better known as "greige."
Yes GREIGE, that mash-up of GREY and BEIGE. On Pinterest you might think Greige was a revolution or an (interior design) cult.
This new color is a great antidote to the dreaded tan, though - enough already with that. And more interesting to me than the austerity and chilliness of pure grey.
I actually love these muddy colors in the sky, landscape and on my knitting machine right now. It's as though someone pulled down a shelf of Farrow & Ball paint cans and suddenly everything has been coated in the mists and undertones of the English Countryside. It's subtle, and still quite lovely.
So I am going with the flow at present and embracing this Greige. And my long underwear. And my snow shovel.