T.S. Eliot claimed that April was the cruellest month but in my book the month of March, in Toronto at least, is by far the most dastardly.

Here are some of the things I’m loving about the month of October in Ontario, Canada:

Is there any item of clothing (not counting pyjamas) more comfy, more attractive, more universally loved than a fresh white cotton tee shirt? It goes with everything from jeans to dress pants, under jumpers or sweaters or shirts or jackets.

I started knitting like everyone else: I made a scarf, using big fat needles, and made a lot of big fat mistakes. But surprisingly, I didn’t give up and I eventually decided that it might be more interesting to make say, a hat or, gulp, a sweater.