So this winter, chilly mornings have defined layers. Running morning errands define layers with my go to choice being woollen jumpers and vests. In preparation for skiing with the buddies in March, I'm putting my layers to best practice solution optioneering. Not that this year will see temperatures anywhere near that of the
last year with the same bunch of gorgeous humans, but still, practice makes, well, you look like less of a tourist.
Anyway, speaking of tourist, I sourced this fantastically soft wool headpiece from my
farm shop. My
had been dejewelled and stolen by Andrew and needed replacing. Pip, my favourite farmer, had been knitting and had this gem in a pile at her checkout - ching! So this is certainly a key element of my skiwear selection.