Nicole bought this pumpkin about a month ago when we were at the apple orchard. Halloween came too fast and we couldn't find the time to carve it. This morning I brought it inside from the porch to thaw. This evening we cut it open, cleaned it out, and picked out the seeds. Nicole boiled, spiced, then baked them. I carved the husk and set a burning candle inside.
Holidays and harvests call for ritual but so too do their ornaments. A pumpkin needs to be carved, that is its purpose, the seeds separated and prepared for snacking because that is their function. There is such a rightness about the action. An appropriateness, a harmony.
Even thought we were two weeks too late there was great satisfaction in the doing.
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