The Pumpkin Report

Saturday was a beautiful, golden, perfect early fall day.  I hung out laundry.  I took everything off the porch and changed it to fall.


I picked pumpkins.  It was easy to be outdoors, it was the kind of day that begged you to come out and play.

There weren't many pumpkins this year, compared to last.  I think the drought in July came at just the wrong time.  I found maybe ten, and normally we can count on thirty or more.  It was a strange garden year, all the way around.  You just never know what the outcome will be, but that's half the fun, too.


One of the prettier, more perfectly-formed pumpkins came from a vine which grew up the fence and one perfect pumpkin formed and grew outside the fence. 


It was the most unique color of all the pumpkins and was heavy, I'm surprised it stayed so long on the vine hanging from the fence like it did.


It's going to a bright, blue-eyed boy I know named Levi.

Today is a blustery, rainy, chilly fall day, just perfect for a Monday.  Especially when it was preceded by a picture-perfect weekend.  


It's a kind of day where soup seems perfect for dinner.  The kind of day where leaves will be scattered across the lawn by evening.

I have lots to do today, and more since last night, Luke got a six-point during the Michigan Youth Hunt which took place this weekend.  He has had success each of the three times he's done it, and we're so happy for him.


 It was skinned, quartered, and put into the fridge last night, today is the day when the meat will be patiently cleaned, cut and packaged to put into the freezer by my husband.  

How was pumpkin harvest in your area this year?