Teaberry Ridge

Late autumn: You suddenly feel like taking a Sunday morning walk before breakfast.

With a cup of coffee and a wool shawl to shake off the chill, you begin a leisurely walk down familiar streets, to the edge of town, to Teaberry Ridge.

There, you wander along the road that touches a neighboring farm. The crops have been harvested, the fields are wide open.

A small breeze. You pull your shawl just a little tighter and walk the edge of the road, enjoying the radiating warmth of the sun, the crisp sound of weeds underfoot. Winter will come soon, but today is a day of light, contentment, and peace.

This shawl is made with a series of amusing mitered rectangles that are picked up and knit, with no sewing required.