There’s something about a Jack o’ lantern that is just pure magic, don’t you think? One minute you have a fat, round gourd; the next you have a living creature! Practically a person, full of personality and character!
As a child I always wanted to carve more than one pumpkin. That way, long after I headed off to bed, in the wee dark hours of morning, the pumpkins could come alive and have their own conversations! How could they not? I believed that it would be far too long and boring a night for these characters not to chatter on. The smiling pumpkins would tell jokes. The grumpy pumpkins would complain about the smiling pumpkins telling their silly jokes. Cat pumpkins would caterwaul, and puppy-faced pumpkins could howl at the moon!
While mine sat on the front porch, I imagined that those that lived on a farm would gather under the moonlight. They’d hide among the haystacks for a midnight jamboree. There’d be singing and laughter. They’d have competitions to see how high they could pile themselves; who could stack the tallest Pumpkin Pile of Pisa, trying not to tumble over and turn themselves into pie filling! Just before the sun rose, they’d hop back into their places so even the early roosters would never have known of the pumpkin parties taking place.
This pattern captures all these childhood stories I continue to hold in my heart. Truthfully, there’s a part of me that still believes that jolly pumpkins party under a starry Autumn night sky. Eyes glow, gourds grin, and tales are told about the adventures of The Great Pumpkin. This punch needle pattern gives me hope! And maybe, just maybe, this will be the year that Linus and I will finally see The Great Pumpkin with our very own eyes.