The woods in winter

I felt that I walked for days to find her, though it can’t have been more than one. I did not eat or sleep or sit. I do not remember a quality of light other than a cloud-filtered gray particular to late winter. It was a month of Sundays, either 8 AM or 4 PM all day, and nothing moved but my feet.

*When I had seen her outside the spare trees, she wore a shawl the burnished gold of beech leaves in winter, those leaves that cling like dry crepe paper shaking staccato against pale limbs. She and those leaves were sated with a color the rest of the cold world lacked. *

I did not find her. She did not mean to be found.

Knit from one corner in mostly garter stitch, this curved triangle features embossed leaves, I-cord edges, twisted stitches and a horizontal braid. Easily adapted for different yarn weights and yardages by knitting more or fewer repeats of the main motif.

Check out the KAL for this and the other patterns in the "in winter" collection here.