Thornwood Knits

I had some time to myself in the house last week, so I took the opportunity to do a little fall-cleaning and cozy things up for the new season. It felt great to go through each room, tidying all of the corners and putting away the last of summer items. Once the furniture was polished and the floors vacuumed, it was time to add some small, autumn decorations and candles around the house. I found a new Birch candle that smells like a bonfire, but slightly more subtle. It's almost like when you're taking a walk outside on a cool night and the air has the faint scent of a fireplace burning somewhere off in the distance.

This one was quickly moved from the kitchen to my knitting room first thing Saturday morning, where I settled into my knitting perch to knit, drink coffee, and read the new fall issue of Downeast Magazine. Its pages upon pages of farmers' markets, fall events, and apple-laced treats got me super excited for the season-particularly after reading the feature on Stephen King's gloomy hometown of Durham. This time of year, it's all I can do not to get into the car and drive up to the coast to New England and surround myself with all things quintessentially autumn.

Even though we've never been there before, the hubby and I seriously consider calling Maine home one day. I've always felt it in my heart that New Englanders are 'my people', and that I'd feel quite at home alongside all of the fiber-folk up North.

It sure is fun to dream about...