Our counter and our refrigerator have been completely dominated by pumpkins for a couple of weeks. I’ve kind of fallen in love with this crazy squash. I also learned that carving them in the 3D style makes me very happy. If you’re thinking about making a pumpkin this weekend, make sure you stop by Handjobs for the Home and read our guest post which features tips and techniques for pepping up your pumpkins. In the meantime, my days seem to consist of going to work, coming home, making a pumpkin, and then blogging about it.
Yesterday, I met up with Erich when we both got done with work and we stopped by the Union Square Farmer’s Market to pick up some garlic. The frost is coming and this is the time of year to put down next year’s garlic. The farm that had the garlic of our dreams was not in attendance, so in typical gardenfreude excess, we bought more pumpkins. The tall guy that became ‘Pumpkinstein’ came home with us because he revealed his purpose almost immediately. Pardon while I wax ‘Zen and the Art of Pumpkin Carving’. “Just look in the pumpkin and see what is already there, then carve away everything else. . .” I digress.
This pumpkin came home because. . . Well, let’s face it- the white pumpkin was amazing, and would surely inspire something unique and unusual. White pumpkins are apparently becoming more common as farms recognize a market for them. I spent all day trying to think of some classic Halloween image that would make the white pumpkin sing. Suddenly, as I popped into the subway in Times Square it hit me that a classic skull was the only way to go. I’m pretty sure that ‘Bones’ looks like a strange animal skull, but I’m happy with the work.
We have 4 days left in the pumpkin- a- day ’til Halloween commitment I made. Is there anything you are dying to see immortalized in rotting pumpkin flesh? I’m not making any promises, but there may be a Yoda pumpkin in our future. . .