When the Frost is on the Punkin*
by chuckofish

October is one of my favorite months. Unfortunately, the frost is nowhere near the pumpkins here and the weather this week seems more like August.

I started putting away my spring/summer clothes this past weekend, but I’m afraid I’ve jumped the gun. C’est la vie.
In other news, I saw them unloading pumpkins from a big truck at the Methodist Church pumpkin patch, so I guess that is my cue to go buy some pumpkins. I also unpacked my Halloween decor, such as it is.

Well, fall will be here soon enough and with it wool sweaters and turtlenecks and black tights.

I like fall.
*James Whitcomb Riley
