Sometimes my life can feel a little aimless, what with no commute, no kids to shuttle off to school, not even a dog that needs walking. But it makes waking up on mornings like this, when the windows are iced over and the thermometer reads -9, positively delicious. Yes I went outside, and yes it was cold, but when you wear layers and those layers contain wool, it’s all perfectly cozy. (I say this last bit to reassure my California friends who see these numbers and assume they mean instant death.)