dudesthatknit:

I can remember lying for hours under the pergola in my grandmother’s yard. In the fall I’d watch the grid-like shadows shift across the grass as the sun moved across the sky. And in the spring I’d stare up, tracking the path of the vines weaving in and out of the lattice work structure. Empty or abundant, I loved the woven wood overhead. (via Cap Sleeve Lattice Top - the purl bee)

This is incredibly cute! It makes me wish I was more outgoing with my wardrobe…