Oh look, the frost is on the pumpkin.
I came home yesterday to find these two beautiful pumpkins patiently waiting by our front porch. They were dropped off by a friend who had remembered that a no-longer needed Halloween pumpkin was one that was better served by our chickens than by the local trash.
I’m saving these delicious morsels for Thanksgiving Day. When we sit down at the table to give thanks for that which we have and for the much appreciated opportunity for all of us to come home to roost – if only for a few days – our girls will be able to feast with us as well.
After all, good will shared, is good will shared.
