Oh, greenly and fair in the lands of the sun,
The vines of the gourd and the rich melon run,
And the rock and the tree and the cottage enfold,
With broad leaves all greenness and blossoms all gold . . .
from The Pumpkin by John Greenleaf Whittier
Pumpkin pancakes with maple syrup.
Always – pumpkin pie.
Jack-o-Lanterns. and Jack-o-Lantern Tea Loaf (aka pumpkin bread).
Pumpkin scarecrows atop pumpkin towers in pumpkin patches.
Fields and fields, acres and acres of wilting vines with ripe orange gourds of goodness.
Robert Newton Peck’s hilarious children’s story, Havoc on Halloween, from the book “Soup and Me.”
It’s pumpkin season in the middle of fall, here in Illinois: the biggest pumpkin producer in the country.
Addendum to today’s post – I just saw a notification from WordPress that today is my 5th anniversary in blogging. :) Wow! Thanks to each and every one of you for traveling along the Cutoff with me; reading, commenting, encouraging, laughing, crying . . . You make it fun and meaningful for me. Penny