A few years ago I lived in China. It was an interesting experience. I moved there alone, which was one of the most difficult things I've ever done. I half loved it and half hated it. There were some things that annoyed me to no end, like every Chinese person everywhere staring at me, all the time. But there were a lot of things I loved about my time there, and most of those things were because of the friends I made - other foreigners like me, who were trying to build a life in a country far away from home. One day I went to the yarn market with my friend Lily, and even though I hardly spoke any Chinese, and she didn't speak much more than I did, we managed to buy some pretty yarn. This was mostly accomplished by pointing at balls of yarn, and hoping we understood the dollar amount. I bought this autumn-colored yarn there, and spent the next few days knitting this scarf on my bus rides to work. It's about six years old now and looking rather worn, but I still feel happy whenever I wear it, and think of the good times and the bad from my life in China.
Green sweatshirt: Forever 21
Denim skirt: Gap
Brown boots: Jessica Simpson from Macy's
Scarf: made by me