It will come as no surprise to you: I LOVE pumpkins!
Pretty much everything about them. Pumpkins ARE Autumn. Pumpkins ARE the heart of Halloween. And we can’t celebrate Thanksgiving without a pumpkin pie on our table now, can we?
As summer fades and the world turns drab, pumpkins are a blast of color; a last riotous act by Mother Nature. Terracotta. Rust. Deep orange. Peachy cream. The landscape is punctuated in every shade of orange while once rich greens accent with their own variations of olive and brown. New varieties of pumpkins even bring shades of white, monstrous green, or even fairytale pink! It’s a visual wonder at every turn!
And it’s not just the color! It’s their shape! They are wonderfully FAT. And bumpy. And deliciously wonky! Arm-filling globes that we roll into our wagons and up to the farmer’s stand. Some are almost as big as a car; big enough to sit inside! And other wee little white roly-polies can fit in the palm of one hand, with room left over; barely big enough to hide a tea light inside.
Big or small, carve them up and watch as candles dance inside, lighting the darkest Halloween night! They glimmer and shift shadows against the walls.
The truth? Pumpkins are pure MAGIC!
Let their magic cast a spell on you as you create your punch needle project, a small reminder of the best Autumn has to offer. Sew it to a mail basket and hang it on a front porch column for friends to pop in invitations to the neighborhood Halloween party. And maybe, if you’ve been the bestest little ghostie or goblin this year, just maybe The Great Pumpkin will send you a special message as well. The young child still in our hearts can always hope, can’t we?