The weather outside is (not really) frightful (yet).

It's getting nice and chilly for real down here, so naturally I'm swanning around in my corduroy coat and scarves and knee-high boots. A/C's off, and A. and I broke out the heavier blankets for the bed. And hurrah for layers! Fuzzy cardigans and big sweaters with sleeves that come over the hands and wool socks! (Sorry if these are cuss words for this region of the country; also, I've a friend here from Louisiana who thinks that any town north of Interstate 10 is too far north.)

There's something about this cold weather that really rouses the Low love in me.



Here's a link to the documentary about them, you should check it out.