Day Seven: Something Orange

I think of two things when it comes to "something orange": a fleece, and trees. Ethan wore an orange fleece when he was a kid in Germany. When I think of him back then, I always picture him with that orange fleece. And trees. My favorite color tree in the fall is a "Cheetos" tree. Seriously, you know those flaming orange Cheetos-colored trees? They're my favorite.

Ethan:
I definitely have an affinity for orange, as the orange fleece can attest! I still like orange as a color, although I don't wear it very much anymore. When I think of orange I think of jack o lanterns. Rebecca and I have come to recognize that we love carving pumpkins for halloween. We usually try to find a cool design on the internet that will make for a good jack o lantern. I think the first one I did with her was Iron Man, and it looked pretty legit! My favorite was a Gandalf I did two years ago. He was awesome.

This year it just never seemed to work out for us to do jack o lanterns, but we ended up trying on October 30. Rebecca did a really great Groot from Guardians of the Galaxy, so I thought I would do Rocket Raccoon. BIG mistake. He was crazy hard, and I ended up cutting off one of the chunks of fur on his face towards the end, so he looked all lopsided. But pumpkins are certainly one of the first thoughts for me when I think of orange.

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