I’m wearing all three of my Christmas presents – an amazingly thick hooded sweater made with llama wool, leather mukluks from Canada, and Nordic socks. I know already that I want to be buried in the sweater.
The boots are beautiful and very warm. The soles have a special design so if I am lost somewhere where it is very muddy, they will be able to find me.
I used to wear black dress pants with heels. I had two pairs of high-heel, knee-high boots – brown and black. I wore white shirts with high collars that looked like someone had soaked them in starch overnight and ironed them on the linen setting. I also wore bras with wires. It was a glorious time.
Thank God it’s over.
Now I wear a giant sweater with a moose motif and I’m in heaven. The dogs have run ahead. My husband says “stop for a minute” so I do and it’s because he wants to take a picture. I am not photogenic, but my gear is.
What a fine, sunny Christmas walk we had. What an all-around fine day. Christmases haven’t always been so mellow and easy, but this one was.
I hope your Christmas Day was one that took care of you and protected you from the rough stuff all around us. And if it wasn’t, if it was a tough day, don’t worry. We get to start over tomorrow.