By: Meghan Gates, Salt Lick Sisters
Ah, sweater weather. The term brings warmth and cozy feelings to my remembrance. Snow falling in the mountains always had me reaching for one of my dad’s old wool sweaters to layer in before I hopped on the tractor. When living in the city, I would make sure to throw a cardigan into my purse before dashing out the door to catch the train. For all of my chilly weather needs, sweaters have always there to wrap me up in a warm sense of bliss, as a necessary layer, as a statement, as a comfort piece.
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