I was taking a walk down my favorite little trail yesterday and spotted this rather 'crusty' old jacket on the post. Looked like someone wore it for many many years. And now, it's just blowing in the wind. I wonder who the owner was and if they loved this jacket.
Funny thing, jackets...they do have a way of growing on you--becoming beloved and cherished for years.
You find yourself saying,
"Where is my jacket? Oh gosh, I love that jacket, I hope I didn't lose it!"
My favorite jacket is an apple green down coat from North Face.
What is your favorite jacket and could you part with it if you had to? ;)