Sharp, biting cold arrives with a blast. It’s not yet the first day of winter but the smell of snow lingers outside. The wind howls and sings as it pressures the stubborn oaks & beeches to drop their last leaves. Whistling at the old window’s edge, draughts of cold air creep inside and leave a brief impression before merging with the indoor warmth. A candle beside the scuffed velvet chair flickers in solitude.

Socks are cast on at the cuffs and worked from the top down seamlessly in the round. The heel is worked as a traditional heel flap, then the foot of the sock is also worked in the round down to the toes which are grafted closed with Kitchener Stitch.