When I was little one of my favorite books used to be
Too Many Pumpkins! If you haven't read it yet, it's about this lady who used to hate pumpkins her whole life, and when she was an old lady she had a truck that had tons of pumpkins on the back smash onto her lawn, basically covering this poor old lady in pumpkin mush. Furious, she buried the pumpkins remains with dirt. In the spring, they came up. Then, she yanked the pumpkin branches out of her yard and threw them away. They came back. Pretty soon, she stopped looking out her front window for months, and then one day forgot and came back to see something like this:
Crazyness. So she decided to make pumpkin soup, pie, seeds, anything and everything else and sold them. The rest, she carved out of jack-o-lanterns. Overall, she grew over her hate of pumpkins and started to love them. Sorry for this, but I just had to share.
Something about the fall makes me shiver in this excited way that melts my soul all at once. What does fall make
you feel like?
How can you not love this picture?
