All Hallows Eve...and a photo bomb pumpkin...

First of all, my Great grandmother Busia has definitely left me a message from the past in these photos...
And I thought mr. foresterman grew pumpkins just to make me jealous.

This is Busia and my grandma Helen, with my Dad as a baby.
As you can tell that Pumpkin meant a lot to my Busia.

I think shes telling me here that pumpkins can be just as important as a new baby.

and I think in this one
 shes telling me that a pumpkin should always have family around to enjoy it.

Here they are with the cousins from Chicago.

and the pumpkin.

But most importantly,

I think she wanted me, her future *special* great grandchild, to know this-

 Having a pumpkin means you are gonna have a darn good time.

Shes smiling here, so's my grandma Helen...

so pumpkins are now very important to us,

and i will always let one have the front seat,
try not to be resentful.

Because pumpkins mean family, good times, and the same shape/life form/IQ of a baby.

But I might be mistaken.

She might have just wanted a pumpkin in the picture to let us know it was Autumn.




my feral understanding makes more sense.


 and now, some poetry on this All Hallows Eve!


"From childhood's hour I have not been 

As others were -- I have not seen 

As others saw -- I could not bring 

My passions from a common spring --

From the same source I have not taken 

My sorrow -- I could not awaken 

My heart to joy at the same tone --

And all I lov'd -- I lov'd alone --

Then -- in my childhood -- in the dawn 

Of a most stormy life -- was drawn 

From ev'ry depth of good and ill 

The mystery which binds me still --

From the torrent, or the fountain --

From the red cliff of the mountain --

From the sun that 'round me roll'd 

In its autumn tint of gold --

From the lightning in the sky 

As it pass'd me flying by --

From the thunder, and the storm --

And the cloud that took the form 

(When the rest of Heaven was blue) 

Of a demon in my view --"

by Edgar Allan Poe



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