Crescent Beach, Nova Scotia

I went for a walk on the beach this past Thursday. This time of year tends to be cold. I admit to a memory lapse considering the unseasonably warm temperatures. My walk on the beach reminded me in short order why my closet is well stocked with hats, mittens and scarves for every occasion. It was cold. Very, very cold. Weather in town was positively balmy in comparison. And a thought had crossed my mind that even the knitting in my bag was highly inappropriate. Yes, had it been anything other than a purple cotton sock for my daughter, I would have found some way to warm my ears with it. *sigh*