Birthday scarf

Simple K2, P2 rib.
WotA held double on US 11’s…super bulky, lofty and warm.

And thou away, the very birds are mute;
Or if they sing, ‘tis with so dull a cheer
That leaves look pale, dreading the winter’s near.
Sonnet 97.12-14
William Shakespeare

hope this wards off the chill, my darlin’ boy!
(miss you…as Cadfael would say, “like a fibre torn from my heart.”)