Semi-Daily Scribbles

Blight ruined a select-a-gourd-Sunday down at the old pumpkin patch. Ugly and bumpy, white and turban-like, and smooth orangey orbs were on display for the picking. The pumpkin that screamed "Take me home with you!" was infected with splotches of spongy mold. Poor thing. I can understand, but I couldn't get the image of pie topped with an extra dollop of fungal colony out of my head. Spoiled the whole Pumpkin Spice-Flavored season for me. Went home with a bag of apples instead.