In response to my earlier post at the pumpkin patch, I got to carve my pumpkin earlier this week. At the time I was thinking about my home in Michigan and the beautiful falls I've experienced there, so of course, a pumpkin is the perfect place to illustrate my memories, right? If Cinderella taught me anything, its that pumpkins can magically deport you to the places of your deepest desires.
P.S. That's a pretty accurate depiction people. Prettttty good.