My four remaining pumpkins got their faces yesterday and are sitting comfortably on the front porch, watching the wind and rain. They don't appear to have noticed the absence the the fifth. Whom I traded for a plate of nachos earlier this weekend.
This year marked the end of an era of family pumpkin carving. Only my daughter and I were involved. The others expressed sentiments ranging from indifference to disinterest. I sincerely hope the Great Pumpkin wasn't watching.
This year marked the end of an era of family pumpkin carving. Only my daughter and I were involved. The others expressed sentiments ranging from indifference to disinterest. I sincerely hope the Great Pumpkin wasn't watching.