Hiking, camping, heading north or out at market, these socks are thick and cozy. Singing with nostalgia, they beg to be worn curled up on drizzly days by a crackling fire.
There’s a special time of day, with a special kind of light. Many photographers call it “The Golden Hour”. The hour after sunrise, the hour before sunset. Things seem to slow down, become still – people and things around us just seem to glow and radiate warmth.
A pinch of fun. A smidgen of whimsy. A dash or two of colour. Finally? A whack ton of sass! What more do you need for a playful day out or in.