blanket season / year four

it's blanket season again.

when the world's gone grey and cold. we're hauling in firewood nearly every day.

and the dogs are like furry heat seeking missiles,
rushing over to the vents every time the heat kicks on.

i didn't quite realize how many blankets had followed me home over the past few years.

it borders on ridiculous. (and lovely. lots of lovely.)

and of course, given the opportunity, i'd add a few more to the stash.

left to right, top to bottom:

ferm living / fine little day / west elm / hickoree's / woolrich / toast

want to revisit the past three years of blankets?

one / two / three

stay warm loveys.

xo. r