In the opposite of spring fever, I tend to get distracted by the view outside my window during autumn foliage season. While the first new shoots of spring are welcome after a long grey winter, to me the fall foliage is much more interesting visually.

And it's a good thing I took those photos last weekend, since the trees are now considerably more naked. Instead, the cloudscapes now pique my interest. (Yes, I have been accused of being an ADD knitter.)

And of course, a large gaggle of us went to see to the James Bond movie,
Casino Royale, on opening night, and it was
FANTASTIC! The Times in London had an interesting article comparing box office openings of Bond films
adjusted for inflation. (Why do most news articles forget/not think to do that?! Argh.) It's amazing what's possible when you hire actors who can actually ACT. And since Ian Fleming's novels described Bond as someone who looks cold and faintly cruel (someone who you're supposed to believe can actually be a ruthless killer who's not worried about disarranging his coif) I had always thought that
Daniel Craig was a believeable choice to play him, unlike everyone besides Sean Connery (of course), and a young (key word: YOUNG) Roger Moore, a la The Saint. And the villain was also darn creepy. Normally, I don't pay to see movies twice in a NYC theater (@ $10.75 a pop, they are usually not good enough to pass muster) but for
Casino Royale, I think an exception can be arranged, and I
know that my boyfriend and his coworkers are up for it too. Maybe
The Ziegfeld Theater next time...
However, believe it or not, I did actually get some knitting in during the week and over the weekend (ah, the joys of
football time with my sweetie) so my endless afghan and cacti have been slowly growing, even though each block of the afghan requires 4 strands: 2 chenille, 2 cotton. I find that knitting with only chenille annoys me visually, since the finished result has absolutely no stitch definition. At least with the cotton, spiderweb thin though it is, there's a hint of stitch def. To compensate (well, not really -- but that's my rationalization, and I'm sticking to it) I'm not binding off each edge, as per the traditional log cabin design. I'm merely putting the edge on a holder to await the next round.

Hmmm...now that I see it onscreen, I am a little uncertain about this particular color combo, but it's a little late now. Oh well.
And I stopped at the thumbhole for the 2nd cactus sometime during the Colts - Cowboys game, since I discovered that I had left my pattern at home. Oops.
