We planned and organized. We celebrated and hugged. We bid farewell. We thanked the gods of modern technology for bestowing togetherness upon us, even though we couldn’t be together, and we said hello to a new chapter.
Like always, your words voice a literary story of life and truth and fun and sorrow... You humanized pumpkins....awesome.. My favorite pearl of wisdom that you shared...was when the yellow one had "bottom failure" and whose fate was the compost pile.... I can promise you that as I get older I'm trying harder to be a blue pumpkin... because it's always important to be nourishment for someone.
How great! There is a whole, uplifting campaign hidden in that "Be a Blue Pumpkin" slogan. You certainly serve as a source of nourishment for me, Barry. Thanks!
We create our own little eco-systems. I love this tale of renewable energy, the blessings of participation in, and attention to, the cycles of giving. Giving thanks to you!
No doubt we need to hear about cycles of giving more often than other kinds of stories that cycle through our newsfeeds. Appreciating your part in that, Stewart. <3
A keeper in every sense. Chances of unearthing the variety are slim at this point, but if I figure it out, I'll be sure to let you know! Thanks for the comment, Becca.
Elizabeth, This lovely Scratch Piece really struck home. Your last paragraph is brilliant. To me, it is about the abiding power of small stories, and your's about this pumpkin nails it. In my Sense of Place class this Fall, I'm tackling an essay about "places of small sense" and" places of large sense." It is not judgmental, just entirely distinct. What do we mean by these terms? Your essay offers an answer.... Thanks, Charlie
Sounds like a fabulous class, Charlie. If I had to guess, I'd say I am rooted mostly in places of small sense. But, I'd have to learn more. Look forward to hearing what you all discover together. Thanks for the comment.
Like always, your words voice a literary story of life and truth and fun and sorrow... You humanized pumpkins....awesome.. My favorite pearl of wisdom that you shared...was when the yellow one had "bottom failure" and whose fate was the compost pile.... I can promise you that as I get older I'm trying harder to be a blue pumpkin... because it's always important to be nourishment for someone.
How great! There is a whole, uplifting campaign hidden in that "Be a Blue Pumpkin" slogan. You certainly serve as a source of nourishment for me, Barry. Thanks!
We create our own little eco-systems. I love this tale of renewable energy, the blessings of participation in, and attention to, the cycles of giving. Giving thanks to you!
No doubt we need to hear about cycles of giving more often than other kinds of stories that cycle through our newsfeeds. Appreciating your part in that, Stewart. <3
This wasn’t melodrama. It's melondrama! ha.
I love this "remembering is our opportunity to hold on to anything...."
Melondrama - hahah! That's perfect. Thanks for the nice feedback, Courtney.
Need to know the variety of this blue squash!! Sounds like a keeper!
A keeper in every sense. Chances of unearthing the variety are slim at this point, but if I figure it out, I'll be sure to let you know! Thanks for the comment, Becca.
Elizabeth, This lovely Scratch Piece really struck home. Your last paragraph is brilliant. To me, it is about the abiding power of small stories, and your's about this pumpkin nails it. In my Sense of Place class this Fall, I'm tackling an essay about "places of small sense" and" places of large sense." It is not judgmental, just entirely distinct. What do we mean by these terms? Your essay offers an answer.... Thanks, Charlie
Sounds like a fabulous class, Charlie. If I had to guess, I'd say I am rooted mostly in places of small sense. But, I'd have to learn more. Look forward to hearing what you all discover together. Thanks for the comment.