The crystal pumpkins include salt and pepper shakers.
I’m telling you “it’s a coming” as the old boys say down in South Georgia. What “Its’a ” happens to be is Halloween and don’t think because I’m older than 70 I’m not well aware when a day of celebration is near.
To keep me posted and well informed and when holidays, jubilees and other celebratory events approach, Katie Mae will drag out many ceramic, glass, paper and mud images to conjure up sentiments centered on that particular season and that particular reason to display weird objects and strange talismans, charms and mojos.
Now I think pumpkins are fine and many of them look great so I have no inhibitions about showing you the pumpkins Katie Mae subjects me to viewing every fall. I can show you many of her personal favorites without casting aspersions on my own desire to have as little clutter as possible. I really don’t care how much junk you want to show off to your guests but I am fairly large and I need a little bit of room on tables beside my reading chair and I need a large amount of room in those spots where I try to walk. My graceless method of moving around on numb number twelve feet does not allow for narrow pathways.
So here they are: Favorites of the Pumpkin Princess.
The Basket Pumpkin is woven from thick hemp-like cord. I don’t think it’s the kind you smoke.
The fire place pumpkins are strange but I have never seen them move around on their own so I guess they’re okay. One is made from a material like palm fronds or split corn husks and the other is a resin like material.
The glass pumpkin is black with gold sparkles in it. I guess that’s what you call them. That’s what I call them. Katie Mae thinks the pumpkin is unhappy and in a dark mood so she tried to cheer it up by placing it near the wine and the Halloween napkin with the cute little saying printed on it.
The porch pumpkins guard the entrance and make me feel safer in this troubled old world. Intruders should have second thoughts after seeing the pumpkins are wearing gangster hats and the old patriarch apparently has on a top hat. The grins are disarming and will lure wrongdoers into a false sense of security right before the pounce of the protective pumpkins.
The kitchen bar pumpkin is made from a Styrofoam like material and is brassy, flashy and showy. She speaks to me often but I’m afraid to answer her. She seems way too fast for me.
Another picture of the Protective Porch Pumpkins. A good picture of our security forces and irrefutable proof that I do not bend over to rake leaves from under the edges of that porch. There is much for which I do not bend. I fall over but I do not bend.
Spices for the Harvest, Pumpkins. The salt and pepper shaker pumpkins are arrogant and conceited because they get to sit at the table with us. They do not know they are pumpkins.
The tea cart pumpkins are old fashioned, matronly, (except for the baby) and carry them themselves with a certain degree of sophistication. I shouldn’t say “carry themselves” because I am the only one who keeps carrying them; upstairs and downstairs and upstairs and downstairs. I think they are ceramic.
This is not a pumpkin. this is the cover of my book. If you click on the cover you will get to check out the book on Amazon. com. It is a Delightful little book. I say “Delightful” because I read the word “Delightful is a powerful trigger word that will make you want to buy multiple copies of the book. Read it. I can hear you saying, “What a Delightful little book. I’ll buy 16 copies for neighbors and pals and one for Uncle Bobo.”
It is relatively inexpensive and it will make a wonderful Christmas gift for Boomers and Geezers, Guys or Gals!
This the last pumpkin. I call him the wrought iron pumpkin. He does have a slight bit of sophistication. Very slight. He is oddly aesthetic. That means, if you think he is aesthetic, I think you are odd. He has been around here for years. I have never known him to have a job.. He is totally useless other than for displaying aestheticism. He is no good for carrying water or Halloween candy.