Last night The Baron and I hung out at home with our pumpkins. I cleaned out the pulp and seeds, he did the seed-baking, and we both did some carving.
My pumpkin is, well, let’s just say it is not ideally shaped. It looks like it’s been folded in on itself on one side, and on the other it’s fairly flat except for a diagonal seam and lots of pockmarks.
I had no idea where I was going when I started carving. I cut out the first eye and then it occurred to me that my pumpkin had done some hard living. After I carved the eye-patch where the second eye should’ve been, my pumpkin was decidedly dastardly and called out for a sufficiently wicked mustache.
I’m pretty pleased with how he turned out, in the end, and of course there’s always the joy of using a knife (we have one of those kiddie-safety-carvers we got last year at the 99-cent store) and not ending up with a frankenfinger. Go me!
The Baron’s favorite holiday is Halloween, and so when it comes to pumpkin carving he is a traditionalist, although he did take a slightly modern turn with his squash-art this year. I like the way the eyes are a subtle update on the usual triangles. The pumpkin’s also got a slightly vampiric look about the canines and an adorably off-center grin.
There’s been a lot going on, but even so I’ve still made time to knit. I finished a few striped green baby caps and I’ve started on the Elizabeth Zimmerman February Baby sweater for a new little girl who arrived recently. One sleeve is finished and you can start to see the spirit of the sweater emerging:
I’ve also made a start on the Tangled Yoke Cardigan and am looking forward to the miles of ribbing I have yet to do. I am very pleased with the color of the yarn and I’m hoping my stepmom will be happy with it as well:
And as for me and The Baron, tomorrow is our three-year anniversary, and it marks the end of the multiple celebrations and holidays that start with my birthday. This year we have something extra-special to celebrate . . .