For me, there’s a big difference between 20 degrees and zero degrees. Twenty degrees is normal winter weather but zero makes me want to stay inside. So when I looked at the thermometer out the kitchen window before letting the dogs out, I thought of the cowl that Brenda sent me yesterday. Made from Tess’ wool, one skein, she wrote. Once outside I pulled it up over my nose and was filled with the smell of wool. Warm and comforting and of course I thought of Tess, my sheep who lives on in gloves and scarves and the kindness of those who made them for me. Thanks Brenda. A part of me feels there’s something wrong with selling someone wool only to have them give it back to me as a gift. And another part of me wants to just graciously say thank you and be able to receive.