Magical Pumpkins

Pumpkins fascinate me. I am drawn to them. Short, squatty, tall, skinny, perfectly round, bumpy, huge, tiny, a particular shade of orange, white, or even blue! (although orange will always be my favorite) Even the name "pumpkin" is fun to say. The word feels sweet and comfortable to my mouth. I've always been conservative when buying pumpkins each year, but deep down I would really like to purchase dozens of all shapes and sizes. Last year I drove by a house that had dozens in their yard. It was one of the most beautiful sights I'd ever seen. It made me smile, and I found myself wanting to drive by that house as often as possible. Every year, a church near here fills their side yard area with hundreds of the most gorgeous pumpkins. They come from a Native American farm in Arizona I think. I like to take Ava (and this will be Nate's first year) to this pumpkin patch and take pictures. They have some incredibly huge pumpkins and also they all seem to have such character. These are not the typical grocery store pumpkins. They are brighter in color and have more defined vertical ridges. It's never very busy so the pictures I get have only my children and pumkins in the frame, nothing more. I like to do this when the weather is cool, and I just saw that the high on Thursday is only 70! So, that might be our pumpkin patch picture day.
I can't wait to go wading through the pumpkins, watching my children delight in them. Beautiful, unique, playful, fall-ish, stemmed, earthy, magical pumpkins.