Halloween’s not really my thing. I don’t do the whole dress-up thing very well, partly because I get really self-conscious about it. But this year, I think I may have found an activity that really gets me in the mood for this not-quite-a-holiday annual event: PUMPKIN CARVING!
A few weekends ago we decided to check out a local pumpkin patch to see what it was all about, for a lark. We trundled home with a hefty and auspiciously orange fruit which we promptly transformed into Ernie. Unfortunately, he didn’t last very long before developing a white fluffy inside and had to be thrown out. So we got another one to carve, which we christened Harry (above). But we still had a bunch of images from our short time with Ernie, so I thought it’d be fun to do a visual essay of sorts. Presenting: From Pumpkin to Ernie, With Love.