September

I decided to let Open Season sit a little longer before I take a whack at it. I'm intrigued by the restauranteur and his wife, and might write a bit more about them. Something about those two made their section the most fun to write, and I feel there's more to tell. Perhaps they will merit their own piece.

Meantime, I just procrastinated for two hours by starting to teach myself to knit (again). To be fair, last time a friend started it for me, and I was just practicing by knitting lots of rows using a particular style of knitting she showed me. This time, I've learned how to begin myself and am using the traditional knit stitch. I'm going to practice that until I feel the rows have become less sloppy and then start throwing some purls in. I'm fancy like that. Never without my purls.

Anyway, since I seriously doubt a photo of several rows of sloppy stitches will make for exciting blog fodder, I won't post it yet, but if I get to a point where I feel I'm committed and improving, I shall share!

"We might've been able to save Mr. Dumpty, had those blasted horses not insisted on helping."