Alison and I decided to have a bit of a pumpkin carving contest tonight. It wasn't much of a contest as you'll see in the photos. I pretty much blew her out of the water. Actually I'm much better at picking out gourds than carving them. We may have chosen smaller gourds had we known that we, meaning I, would have to carry them a mile. I carried these pumpkins so far out of the Avila Barn that it really was a pity to carve them up so brutally. We took the hay ride out to the pumpkin patch, and they pretty much just left us out there to rot with the pumpkins that had been kicked in by some really happy kids. So anyway, here I am hauling these gargantuan pumpkins out of the field, and all the while Alison is searching for an even heavier pumpkin for me to carry. I think she's hinting that I should get back to the gym.
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