"Only the knife knows what goes on in the heart of a pumpkin."
But with snow on the ground and the temperatures in the single digits, I'm dreaming of spring.
It's time to cut into my autumn beauties and harvest the seeds.
Tom has promised to set aside a pumpkin patch, and I plan to share its bounty. I'm keeping my fingers crossed and sending positive energy that these will grow and prosper on our own little farm.
~Nancy ~ 12.18.2016