I hate summer. There I said it. I hate pretty much everything about summer: the heat, the humidity, the sun (my mortal enemy) being out a disproportional amount of the day, the sunbathers and how they trigger these profound school-marmish tendencies that makes me want to scold them for not using sunscreen and say things like "oh sure a tan may look cute now but wait until you're a wizened old hag at 40". I just want Fall to came already so I can wear a cardigan and walk home in the still of twilight and occasionally wake up to find a dew-covered spiderweb outside my window (prettiest thing in nature). I knew I had hit the apex of my summer hatred (so I really will get less whiny from here on out) the other day when I cast-on a heavy woolen cape. Much like my pagan ancestors lit candles against the darkness of mid-winter as a reminder that summer would come, I knit woolens as a reminder that summer will end and actually it gets quite cold here.
Cami, Skirt, and Ring: Torrid
Watch pendant: Random etsy shop
Belt: Creations by Angelina
Parasol: Greatlookz through Amazon