But not this year.
No, this year, I traveled straight past the pumpkin patch. Stopping only briefly to gaze enviously at their impressive size and number.
I walked past the bins of pre-picked pumpkins.
Past the pumpkin wall.
Past the collections of assorted squash.
This year, I returned home pumpkin-less.
Because this year I will be carving my own pumpkins. Small though they may be. Pumpkins lovingly cultivated in the clearly inadequate soil of my front yard. Because with each passing day, the survival of at least a few of them seems assured, despite the recent unexpected death of one of the larger ones. Two more little pumpkins will likely be ready for harvest this week. They remain small but sincere. Small but sincere . . .
7 comments:
I know what you mean. When we had our own homegrown pumpkins a couple years ago, I felt like I was betraying them and myself by purchasing a pumpkin grown elsewhere. So, I didn't.
Exactly! :)
Lovely pictures.
Your dedication will not be overlooked by the great pumpkin!! :)
Cheers!
Much like Linus in "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown", you'll have the most sincere pumpkin patch and the Great Pumpkin will rise from your pumpkin patch and bring you presents.
God, I love that movie!
Yeah, those pumpkins in the patch and on the wall definitely gave off an air of insincerity. You did the right thing in passing them by.
Look at all those lovely Pumpkins! I especially like the Pumpkin Wall. :0)
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