The One Coat I Wouldn't Live Without
In contrast to last week, this week has made us want for spring. I love these early thaws in January that helps break the winter up. On top of the 50-degree temperatures that’s taken our snow and allowed me to hang some laundry on the line, the days are slowly becoming longer.
I now walk home from the Belle Writer’s Studio with a sliver of light still slicing over the top of the mountains.
Last week was quite different. I dug my Carhartt coat out of the utility closet and even for the 100 yard walk from The Little House to the Belle Writer’s Studio, I was very glad to have it when it was 5 below.
The weather here renewed my love of my old barn coat and made me again glad I chose it among the several coats I had back in the city as the one to keep.
For 10 years, this coat has been one of my favorite pieces of winter wear. It might not be pretty, but it is functional. I found it at the local farm and home we frequented in Kansas City. We leased land a few miles from our suburban home and I had to go up to the barn twice a day, 365 days a year to feed and check on our horses.
Kansas City winters can be brutal and I needed a good, heavy coat to wear to the stables.
