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<\/p>\nI’m not going to try to write a novel, but maybe I can do a post every day for the month of November. That would be National Blog Posting Month, I suppose.
\nIt’s too late to wish “Happy Halloween”, but if you’re like us you have leftover candy that there weren’t kids to take. We had only three groups of kids, Arlene estimates about 15 kids total. That wasn’t enough, even at three little candy bars each, to make much of a dent on the bag from Costco. So, as I was saying, if you’re like us you still have the candy part reminding you of Halloween, so it’s not totally too late to show you the jack-o’-lantern:<\/p>\n
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We got that pumpkin, and a small (one pie size) one, at the roadside on our way back from the MOFGA apple day in Unity, Maine. It was another of those honor system farm stands, $2 for a larger (but not really big) pumpkin, $1 for a small one. I carved it with a set of pumpkin carving tools, and a couple of kitchen knives. I consider it a great success, because I didn’t break any of the carving tools doing it.<\/p>\n
On other fronts, I’m within 100 pages of the end of Order of the Phoenix, looking forward with some trepidation to starting The Half-Blood Prince. It’s sitting there waiting for me, just a matter of time.<\/p>\n
And on yet other fronts, I have Matt’s sweater body, front and back knit in the round, done up to where I’ll have to join the sleeves, and one sleeve more than a quarter of the way up from the wrist. That’s more than a quarter of the distance, but almost certainly lots less than a quarter of the work, since it gets wider as it goes. Or should I just say, since it’s a sleeve being knit from the wrist up.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I’m not going to try to write a novel, but maybe I can do a post every day for the month of November. That would be National Blog Posting Month, I suppose. It’s too late to wish “Happy Halloween”, but if you’re like us you have leftover candy that there weren’t kids to take. We … <\/p>\n