Dear countrymen, followers of the wilderness, sea bound writers, merry makers, blueberry munchers, sweater wearers, this post is for you. On a typical November 13th, most clouds have already swallowed the Sun's strings.......Most landscapes have already sweet-talked the snow........Most people are already sleeping in thick wools.
So far this November, mother nature's been playing tricks.
1) Sun scratches have been feeding rooftops 2) fluffy milk clouds have stayed transparent
3) we've kept ourselves from licking snow boots 4) it's warm enough for sweaters.
This particular pine green sweater was sent to me from UNION BAY . I've been wearing it throughout my sleeps, weeps, and eats. The fabric is delicate like a little lamb, and the color looks like a winter pine tree. Because me and union bay want to keep you warm, we're having a giveaway for amyflyingakite readers!
The winner will be drawn next week. November 20. Good luck!
on a side note,...
I'm still sore with headaches, and slow to respond. Sorry for any inadequate replies, or posts. I've been crawling between bed sheets, wishing to feel pleasant again. I can't stop kissing iced water, and daydreaming about microphones, and airplanes. I really miss my banjo, and playing wooer at the strings. !!