Autumn has always been my favorite season. The change in weather invigorates my soul. The days shrink, the night expands, the clouds stay longer and the rain wakes up.
This year, I have an unusually strong craving for pumpkins. Pumpkins are worth so much more than jack-o-lanterns and Thanksgiving table settings.
I want pumpkin pie, pumpkin beer, pumpkin cake, pumpkin candy, pumpkin doughnuts, pumpkin spice lattes — anything pumpkin. I want to roll up pumpkin pulp and smoke it. I want to melt a pumpkin and inject it. I want to pulverize a pumpkin and snort it.
The family and I will travel to Oregon later this month for a pumpkin beer festival. I look forward to guzzling pumpkin porters and gorging on pumpkin products.
I will return with orange skin and a stem sprouting from my crown.
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