Unfortunately, I am having to live out the splendor of the fall/ Halloween season vicariously through tempting Target store displays, Dollar Store end caps, as well as through close friends wonderful home decor. Since our move to Tucson in looming in the very near future, I have vowed NOT to buy any pumpkins this year! .......................that is until the other day. The temptation to stop at our local farmer's market (Elroy Farms) was almost overwhelming. Each time I pass by on my way to church, I must simply turn the other cheek, hoping to not catch a glimpse of these beautiful fall beauties. I simply cannot be trusted around bin of pumpkins or gourds. My husband loathes a pumpkin ( I guess because it just "sits there"), where I adore them! 
I even proclaimed to a dear friend of mine, Susan, I would not buy or "break" for any pumpkins this year. Why add more weight to the move. Right? Then, Susan left a message on the answering machine that peeked my curiosity. She said, "Elizabeth, you must go by Elroy! There is a pumpkin with my name on it!" What could that mean? Is my name going to be literally translated into the skin of the pumpkin? What could this cryptic message possibly mean?
So, to relieve my curiosity I made the pilgrimage out to the market. Oh.....My.........Goodness! God does exist! I have seen lots of pumpkins in my life, but never have I seen one that was Pink and Gray! Not painted pink and gray, but designed by the impeccable taste of God! It is as if Suzanne Kasler (read a Ballard Design magazine) or Martha Stewart genetically engineered pumpkins and gourds to accessorize their home interiors! Perfection!
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