Pumpkin Pie

Once upon a time on a lovely farm in Colorado a farmer planted a pumpkin seed. He knew it would grow to be a beautiful pink pumpkin and he just had a feeling that it would be one of the lucky ones. The luckiest pumpkins were those that grew up on a happy farm and were taken to the farmer's market where a kind soul would take them home for their sheer beauty and spend weeks admiring them until the only choice was to compost or make a pie. Now, pumpkins feel very differently about this last part, some just want to be free and go slowly with others of their kind but some would like to know that their last day was spent being savored in yet another way by someone (hopefully this pumpkin is the latter sort).