Today as I was sitting in class trying to focus my mind to the task at hand [Arabic Grammar] I got the overwhelming urge to visit a pumpkin patch. Which, in and of itself, is pretty strange to me considering I don't know that I have ever been to a pumpkin patch. At least it didn't stick in my memory if I have. The closest thing I can recall is the big pumpkin stash at Hulen Mall in Fort Worth during the fall . Some nice pumpkin producers sell them to all the big city folk, and it always brings joy to my heart to see all the big fat round fellows just sitting there waiting (I am talking about the pumpkins themselves, not the producer farmers). I vaguely remember as a child one year getting seed packets for giant pumpkins with my brother. I don't know what ever happened to those pumpkins if we ever grew them. I guess I don't have a green thumb, or in this case an orange one. Those seeds couldn't have produced the colossal pumpkins they promised or I would remember... Unless I got squashed by one as it was rolling by and then perhaps my mind has created a pumpkin block. Which may be the reason I don't like pumpkin pie as much as I used to come to think of it. As I was sitting musing on pumpkin patch visitations I began to draw pumpkins on my notes. And then I got in t
rouble by the teacher for not paying attention. I don't know how she knew, perhaps by the drool running down my open mouth and pooling on my chin. Needless to say, all this pumpkin talk got me to missing pumpkins, the real kind, not the cantaloupe colored , half pumpkin/half gourd variety we have here. So I thought I would give y'all a small glimpse into my minds eye. Here are some photographic examples of my thought process. Picture #1: The pumpkin patch I want to visit. Picture #2: The closest thing I will get to it this year.What I would like to hear: What was your favorite Halloween costume you ever wore? Or, what is the coolest Halloween costume you have ever seen?
-B-
4 comments:
My favorite costume of all time would have to have been when I was a Cowboy. Not the football players, but like cowboys and Indians. I had my jeans, boots, hat shirt, and of course my double six shooters that were pearl handled and of course cap guns as well so they made a really loud popping sound when I shot them. But then again when I was little I didn't only dress like this at Halloween, but whenever my mom would let me!!
R
I went as one of two things EVERY year...a teacher or a nurse. But, I have always thought the coolest costumes were princess costumes. Here they obviously don't celebrate Halloween but we do see a lot of little girls at touristy things wearing crowns or fairy wings. It is adorable.
~A
Don't remember a favorite, but when I think about costumes I think about a picture of me when I was about three. I was a clown and my make-up was running because of my tears. Apparently, as the story goes according to my family, I was hilarious to look at, but when people laughed at me (I was a clown after all) I would start crying.
-L
I was Ace Ventura during my freshman year of college. That was fun.
Post a Comment