But this year I’ve tried to get myself a little more excited for the season. Although I know I won’t be attending any Mean Girls style fancy dress parties, I’ve always been determined to take the 31st a little more seriously- especially seeing how well the states do it year after year (Noelle, I’m lookin’ at you). So, after surprisingly little persuasion, I was able to drag Joe pumpkin picking with me last week for the first time.
After doing a bit of Twitter research, we scouted out a relatively close pumpkin patch (close being an hour away)- booked a morning off and got going- ready to pick our perfect pumpkins, use them for endless homemade recipes and leave like the domesticated Halloween celebrators we truly are… Ahem…
With each field boasting pumpkins in every colour from burnt oranges, bright whites and greys the colour of the foggy sky- although it was a bit of a slog getting there- I did feel extremely Autumnal trudging across the land and plucking pumpkins into our wheelbarrow. Although I’m not quite sure how my carving skills will fare, it’s definitely made me a little excited for tomorrow- just remind me next time to take the car!