Harvesting

It began with a whole large field of pumpkins, several acres of meandering vines and huge flowers almost incandescent in their resolute presence and their luminous intensity.

For several weeks I have been walking past a neighbor's pumpkin field and entertaining hopeful thoughts. This was not by any means the ideal summer for growing the great golden heirloom gourds, but the blossoms were lovely to look at this year and they peeked out of the dense foliage, looking very hopeful themselves.

A day or two ago, there was a sudden flurry of activity, the resonant rumble of tractors and wagons, upraised happy voices out among the greenery and much excitement. (Sigh) the pumpkin harvest has finally begun, and there are pumpkins, lovely pumpkins, everywhere. Oh sweet September!!!