I have a huge fuzzy sweater that I wear instead of a coat when I’m cross-country skiing and winter hiking. My mom knitted it for herself before I was born, and it has her name knitted inside the back of the neck. It’s not waterproof, but the fuzzies catch snowflakes and small raindrops and hold them away from my body so that they can freeze or evaporate, while keeping me dry. Combine that with the ease of movement granted by a sweater, and you’ve got a very pleasant cold-weather experience.
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