Our packet of mixed pumpkin seeds yielded several white pumpkins. Love the autumnal shape, and the ghostly color. Like a moon floating on the green cupboard.
To those who have never seen one, a story: These first appeared at a farmers' market (wonderful Christian business) near my parents' house maybe ten years ago. My cousin was about 7 at the time, and they lived about 75 miles away. I think she saw the pictures of, or the actual, white-pumpkin jack-o'-lantern that my father made, and told her teacher about it. The teacher called my uncle (cousin's father), certain that my cousin was telling a lie. Uncle and Grandmother assured Teacher that Cousin was telling the truth, they had seen the pumpkin in the flesh.
I am an evangelical Christian. I have two daughters whom I homeschool: Bella (15), and Daisy (8), and three older children: Giles (21), a college graduate, Felix (19), a college junior, and Clara (17), a college freshman. I'm 42 years old and happily married to my Dear Composer. We live in a 1920's school converted into a home, outside of town. And God is good.
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Photography
Photography is an important part of life at my house. Photos that appear here are taken by Giles, by the Composer, and by me. Giles is a real, paid photographer, and he uses a Sony Alpha. Most of the photography prior to September 2008 is his. Since then I have done most of the shooting and I use a Konica Minolta. Additionally, the Composer offers me nice shots on occasion, often from his little Canon point and shoot. I've given up trying to note who's done what. Thanks for your interest!
6 comments:
Very pretty.
Albino pumpkins? Never seen one, although i like it better than it orange cousin.
Beautiful ... bring on the fall!
How neat! I've never seen a white pumpkin before.
To those who have never seen one, a story:
These first appeared at a farmers' market (wonderful Christian business) near my parents' house maybe ten years ago. My cousin was about 7 at the time, and they lived about 75 miles away. I think she saw the pictures of, or the actual, white-pumpkin jack-o'-lantern that my father made, and told her teacher about it. The teacher called my uncle (cousin's father), certain that my cousin was telling a lie. Uncle and Grandmother assured Teacher that Cousin was telling the truth, they had seen the pumpkin in the flesh.
(By the way, the inside is orange.)
I love this photograph. Thank you for corralling and sharing Giles' eye for beauty in the everyday.
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