Erm, Winter? We need to talk.
I know you're just getting settled in, but...I'm sorry. I think we need to take a break.
I'm sorry, Winter, I really do love your cooler temperatures and you are beautiful in a stark kind of way. You've been very good to me, giving me an excuse to layer on thick sweaters, hats, gloves galore and socks of all sorts.
I've been loving your thick yarns and the acres of stocking stitch in your sweaters. Really. You've shown me some really interesting ribbing and some great, thick yarns.
It's not you, it's me. It's just that I'm ready for a change.
I...I've met someone else.
And I'm ready to move on.
I'm sorry, Winter. I hope we can still be friends.