I have been seeing such a big price difference between orange and white pumpkins. The white ones cost about double of the orange! I found there are many reasons, including that fewer farmers grow white pumpkins, and they are considered heirloom or specialty types.
Seeing these green ones in Wal-Mart, I can only imagine what they would cost!
“The orange pumpkin sings of tradition and warmth; the white whispers elegance, a ghost of autumn’s softer side.”
Went and had the test today. It has been kind of a hard day, and tomorrow we have to drive back over the mountain for an appointment for Phil. So I will be off of blogging again Thursday. I miss you guys! Thanks so much for your prayers!! In the meantime, here is something that really made me laugh!!
“Medical tests are like bad dates—too much poking, not enough answers, and you leave with a bill.”
Driving home from snapping the sunset, I saw these purple lights around the corner. We went to check them out.
They were on the railing of a house.
They were much prettier than my photos. I saw they were Halloween lights! There was a ghoul up on the porch to prove it.
They were the prettiest Halloween lights I have seen though, not the usual orange.
P.S. Remember that test I had that was cancelled because the machine broke? Well, it was re-scheduled for Wednesday, so I will not be posting or visiting then.
“The house glowed
purple like a bruise on the night—beautiful, unsettling, and impossible to
ignore.”
I don't know if I have ever encountered this tree before. But it sure was a special moment when we happened to pass it!!
It is called The Golden Rain Tree. The seed pods resemble small Chinese lanterns and remain on the tree well into the fall.
It was a quite magical sight for me.
“Each blossom is a
sunbeam in disguise, and the golden rain tree stands like a lantern of hope in
the garden’s heart.”
Can you see the sun rays?
“The sky burns amber
in September’s hush, as if the sun itself sighs goodbye to summer.”
We pass by this quite a bit. It is in a person's side yard. Looks like the beginning of a treehouse.
But at the top of the ladder-like steps, there is nothing!
It does look like some kind of little house on the ground under the tree, though.
Or maybe the entire scene is just to hang ornaments, of which they have many different kinds.
“Nailed in hope and
framed in youth, It stands unfinished, yet speaks the truth. A ladder to dreams
not yet climbed, A shelter for someday, undefined.”
Today is a different kind of pumpkin patch. A wooden one! They look like some kind of wooden spools that were painted. I believe they were three for $10.00. Yes, I was tempted to buy one or two. I may yet go back and buy two, they would look good with one on each side of the stoop.
Carved from timber,
smooth and round,
No vines to twist
along the ground.
No rot, no fade, just
autumn’s grace,
In every grain, a
warm embrace.
Wooden pumpkins,
quiet and true—
A rustic ode to skies
of blue.
I have been seeing such a big price difference between orange and white pumpkins. The white ones cost about double of the orange! I found t...
