There is something about coming home to the house where I grew up. The smell of the farm fields in early spring and the wood stove in the depths of winter warms me from the inside out.

The lines of this shawl are my interpretation of the steady, endless rows of crops that are carefully planted in the spring, tended to over the summer and harvested and enjoyed in the fall.

A bit more about the inspiration for this shawl here.

Lovely yarn kits by Julie Asselin here!