I knitted a few rounds, six to be exact, but mostly I pouted in front of the computer playing games, listening to The Green Mile, and eating M&Ms. So much for maturity.
I suspect that this tiny patch of blue sky and lone white cloud will be today's bright spot. Right now it looks like about 3 PM out there. The full-spectrum lights are going to get a workout today.
November 30--Noel Schwab. Nina stood at the edge of the field. The sun was setting behind her and the moon rode high in the east. Scattered across the field were pumpkins tinted brilliant red-orange by the last of the sun's rays. She thought of Linus from the Peanuts comic strip, how he waited for The Great Pumpkin, hoping his was the most sincere pumpkin patch and therefore worthy of gifts. This seemed like a sincere patch to her and she hoped she could get across it in the dark without breaking an ankle.
That's it. I hope you all had a great Thanksgiving weekend, if not a great one, then a peaceful one. Here it is, Monday again, and I'm off to get my paycheck-lite (I should get used to it since that's the way it'll be come January) and keep the world safe from SCUBA diving. Adios.