Compare and Contrast
I have three days of school under my belt. I am watching the first round of the US Open, (currently, Andy Roddick is two sets and five games up on Fabrice "The Magician" Santoro) and I am knitting up a wasp woman sock. I am not particularly happy with how its coming so far. The yarn I bought (I went through the Yarndex and picked something different from what was recommended) is an all-cotton yarn and normally I like that for socks. So far, they are a little stiff and there is not a lot of give. But, I am not trying to focus on it because Autumn is arriving. And, I couldn't be more excited about it.
Something that I enjoyed about Iowa was Autumn. You would get up for your morning classes and get to watch the mist rise up off of the river. That is lovely, in addition to the changing of the leaves and the crisp, cool air and all the wonderful fruits and vegetables that come into season. The past few years I've been remembering Iowa Autumn while trudging through the constant drizzle of Cardiff. (Not that I'm complaining now, nor was I complaining then.) I am really looking forward to experiencing the Fall in another part of the World.
