Ye Olde Pumpkin

Hurray for October!!!!  Even though fall technically started ten days ago, this month makes the season more official.


Fall is my Christmas which means I am highly excitable right now.  And as if I needed it, my favorite way to get into the autumn spirit is to buy a pumpkin.


(Again, Fall = Christmas)

On our recent trip to Maine, we visited the most sincerest of pumpkin patches where we feasted our eyes on the greatest of pumpkins:

Nothing beats classic orange, but I went cuckoo for the blue and white ones.

Knock, Knock!

Who’s there?

What do you call a crate full of pumpkins?

A good start.

(Or something like that.)

And you thought pumpkins weren’t romantic!

Have you ever purchased a “pie pumpkin” with the full intention of turning it into a pie, but never had the guts to cut into it because it was just so cute?

Kooky?  Yes.  Heavy?  Yes.  Edible?  No idea.

Knock, knock!



Who is this?

Orange and black gourd at four o’clock.

Happy October, everybody!

Now go jump in a pile of leaves.

(And I mean that in the most sincerest of ways.)


6 thoughts on “Ye Olde Pumpkin

  1. Awesome pictures! I love the one of you guys smooching, so sweet! We checked out a produce stand nearby and saw some crazy, alien pumpkins there, just like the ones you got. Happy autumn!

  2. The volunteer squash plant out back in the far corner turned out to be a gigantic pumpkin plant, and is full of small punkins! Gotta go check on them tomorrow, now that you reminded me.

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  4. What a cool place to get a pumpkin (and a smooch, hehe). I just got mine at Superstore, since they were only $4.95, I just have to decide how to carve it…Knock knock. Who’s there? Phillip! Phillip who? Phillip my bag with candy please.

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