We learned last year that Florida is no place for carved pumpkins. Our pumkin, Paul, got a weird black fuzz after about a week on our patio. Sooo...this year we painted. Henry, doing his lovely camera smile, named his pumpkin Pumpkin. Ceci has not notified me of her pumpkin's name.
Here she is working on her masterpiece. Notice the kitchen wreckage there on the right. That is the box part of the cabinets we took down. It was a lovely day for pumpkin painting. I'd say 85 degrees and 98% humidity. Ah, Florida in the fall. Even the pumpkins were sweating.
We learned last year that Florida is no place for carved pumpkins. Our pumkin, Paul, got a weird black fuzz after about a week on our patio. Sooo...this year we painted. Henry, doing his lovely camera smile, named his pumpkin Pumpkin. Ceci has not notified me of her pumpkin's name.
Here she is working on her masterpiece. Notice the kitchen wreckage there on the right. That is the box part of the cabinets we took down. It was a lovely day for pumpkin painting. I'd say 85 degrees and 98% humidity. Ah, Florida in the fall. Even the pumpkins were sweating.
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