Scarves, A Love Story 💕…Story #4

Scarf

So warm, this knitted scarf: a treasure beyond worth, that hides within each woven stitch her heart.*

* Copyright © Nick Ruff | Year Posted 2008

Winter winds blow cold in western New York, especially along the icy shores of the easternmost Great Lake, Ontario. And, while the calendar tells us the dates for ‘old man winter’, Mother Nature determines when it really begins and ends. In these parts, that can be anytime from November thru March, five long months, not three. 

Even April has been known to harbor cold winds and wet snows. 

Combating those elements and keeping the chill at bay becomes a daunting seasonal challenge. This winter I’m meeting that challenge head on, or should I say, ‘neck and shoulder’ on, with some degree of success. How?

SCARVES! 

Not just any scarf, mind you, but homemade scarves, in a variety of colors, sizes and designs, patterns, as they’re called. 

Scarves long enough to cross in front and drape down, keeping my torso warm, or scarves to wrap thickly around my neck as an even stronger barrier against the weather. Scarves that are a bit wide and can be converted to a shawl, a ‘man shawl’.

And it goes without saying that while these scarves are functional, keeping the elements out and the warmth in, they are a fashion statement, as well, not that I’m concerned about looks. But who doesn’t mind occasional flattery, some ‘oohs and aahs?

These scarves, a dozen by count, are knitted by my wife as a hand therapy exercise. I’m the beneficiary and each time I wear one, which is daily, it may be cold, but I feel wrapped in a layer of love, something else to keep me a bit warmer. 

Mother Nature may win the war, as she often does, but with the help of my scarves, I occasionally win a battle. 

Do you have a favorite scarf? Tell me about it. And stay warm…

Steve (030923) (021226)

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      2. Agree, even in my ‘neck’ of the woods. I caught your subtle comment the first time and failed to acknowledge that part of it. By the way, had a heat wave today, upper 20s. Might hit 40 late next week but more snow on the way, too. Just over a hundred inches this winter. Of course that’s from November so it’s come and gone. But not gone enough when it goes over my tall boots and down to my socks in our backyard.

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      4. Yes, but in the insane contest for the Golden Snowball trophy, or whatever they call the damn thing, the diehards around here are rooting for more as we head to the home stretch with another month, month in a half to go. We’re ahead of Buffalo but will never catch Syracuse, about 20” ahead of us here in the Rochester metro area. Of course, if we close the gap with some more ‘lake effect’ snow (Ontario is the culprit for biggies) and have a chance to win, you might find me on the bandwagon. After all, a first place finish in something is good for the area now that KODAK doesn’t do that anymore. I’ll keep you posted. I know you now have a high level of interest🤓🥴🍺

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    1. It’s hard to get rid of comfy jackets, hats, etc. they’ve been molded to our body bumps and lumps. As for the scarves, I wrap myself like a mummy to keep out any semblance of a breeze. Thanks for commenting, Derrick

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