Seeing as it’s the last week of October, it’s only fitting that I finally took matters into my own hands and motivated me and the boyfriend to carve our two pumpkins that we picked up from the local orchard.
It is astounding how the smell of pumpkin innards can take one back to childhood and it still has that ucky smell. It’s as if the pumpkin wants you to regret carving it. “Here, take this smell.” I kept one hand clean enough to take some photos from start to finish. For the record, the smaller, less well carved pumpkin is mine. The larger, more precise pumpkin is Kevin’s. His culinary skills came in handy when it came time to delicately carve a squash into a scary figure. Who woulda thunk?
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We’re gonna have such cute greeters for the trick-or-treaters!