Falmouth

Sweet woodsmoke billows from old brick buildings, stolen quickly from the chimney caps in the oceanside town. Snowdrifts cozy up to buildings at odd angles, forced into submission by the biting winter winds. Salt worn shop signs swing on their hinges as the ocean across the street slams itself against the jagged rock of the coast. A lone bell jingles on the door of the coffee shop, following a blast of warm air. A thick woolen scarf is hung on the rack by the door as a fresh pot of coffee percolates.

This scarf is worked flat from the bottom up- the reversible pattern is very intuitive, easy to memorize, and soothing. Slip stitched edges strengthen the fabric lengthwise. Seamless, worked in one piece.