Just as we become accustomed to the Autumn Breeze that whispers through our hair, cooling our brow as we harvest our pumpkins, the Winter Sleet whips in from the north, tearing at our faces and biting at our fingers.
Although the temperatures have once again risen above the freezing mark and the sun warms the days, I have been busily designing a pair of fingerless gloves to prepare myself for the next winter blast. Next on my agenda - fingered gloves!
