I was away for the weekend visiting my two girls in the sunny and warm south Finland and came back yesterday with the morning train. Mostly I take the plane but now it was more convenient to take the train. I walked from the train station to my Mom’s to see her a bit. The reason why I am bringing this up is the fact that when I got out of the train, heavy, overcast sky greeted me grimly and the moment I placed my foot on the platform a strong, cold, nasty, ruthless wind blew at me. The kind that goes under your coat, makes your eyes water and swollen and colours them red and purple, turns your face sour no matter how good time you have just had. I pushed and pushed through the chilly turmoil bent little from the waist with bitter determination. So maybe I have been so far a bit too sentimental about the beauty of autumn and the fall colours in all, but yesterday blew away all the sugary feelings. I made tight fists of my cold hands in the (now silly) light leather gloves and faced the inevitable: the cold season. I had Fall Colours as a travelling companion last weekend and she has grown a bit, quite a bit. It was a little big to be carried around but I did not dare to start anything new. This is plain knit-only sweater and if I had cast on for a lace scarf/shawl for the trip, this might have ended in the sidetrack for a long time. There has been some changes to the plan. I thought I was making this for myself, but I am not any more. After the girls saw this, both were willing and I ended up promising it away as soon as it is done. The sleeves will be modified from my first plan. Although this is getting very big, I am not close to serious sleeve knitting yet. I did knit a few rows to the other sleeve to see the fit a bit, but then returned to the main part. This will be huge, something cosy to live in at home during the cold winter nights.
Today is a lot calmer day and not as cold either. But I had my warning and am acting accordingly. My needles are not clicking lightheartedly any more, there is a lot more serious dark beat in the sound of them.