happy all hallow’s eve
Happy Halloween to everyone. We went to a pumpkin carving party on Saturday night at the home of one of Bryan’s fellow students. Here are our pumpkins. Bryan’s is the larger one with the goofy face and mine is the smaller one trying to look tough and scary. Being around library students, I’ve gotten a good taste of what to expect when I too become a library student next fall. I’m applying for the second time to library school. The time between not getting accepted the first time and now has given me a lot of time to do some volunteer work and really have a stronger reason for going to library school other than I want to change careers.
I didn’t get a lot of knitting done this weekend because I worked both Saturday and Sunday. With the time change, Bryan and I ate dinner yesterday at what seemed like a normal time but we were finished with dinner by about 5:30pm. We decided to relax for a while and I knit on Fleurette while we watched a few episodes from the fourth season of Curb Your Enthusiasm. Then we went to see Bryan’s collages that are showing at Cafe Kopi this month. They look wonderful. When we arrived home, he’d received an email from someone interested in purchasing one of his collages! He was only there yesterday morning to hang them up. Our apartment looks very bare right now as about 90% of what was hanging on our walls on Saturday is now at the cafe.
I was thinking about this today. I remember several years ago thinking that the best knitters always knit with small needles. So to fit in to the “best knitters group” I started several projects on small needles - two that come to mind are Hobo (we all know how that turned out) and Glint, which is in the process of being ripped out. I’ve come to realize that being a good knitter doesn’t mean you can knit on the smallest of needles, it means that you can make anything on any size needle and have it turn out beautifully. It also means sticking to those projects and when one defeats you, just pick yourself up and the knitting up and fix the problem. If it means ripping, let it rip. I will finish Hobo and I will reknit Glint as a completely new sweater. I think of the ripping out of Glint as gaining a lot of wonderful Kidsilk Haze, not the loss of a sweater. :) I was thinking about this today as I started another small gift item on size 7 needles. I’m curious what your misconception of who the “best knitters” were?
Our neighborhood is still in full fall colors, everyday seems to bring another breathtaking array of fall colors. The maples seem to be taking turns to be the brightest on the block. 
After my walk on Saturday to snap some photos of the neighborhood trees, I couldn’t resist snapping a photo of Chloe in one of her favorite spots. She sits in this window everyday and is sitting there many times when we come home. It’s so fun to drive up and see her sitting in the window.
