So the guy who drove down to look at the bike [I said it, remember? We're learning about priorities. Both bikes - the good bike and the would-be-project bike - are for sale.] couldn't get over two things: our view and the pumpkins.
The pumpkins?
He said Hurricane Irene washed away whole fields of pumpkins and that there'll be a lot of kids without a jack-o-lantern this Halloween.
And us?
We've got pumpkins piled in the wagon, heaped on the cistern, climbing up the front steps.
Isn't it funny how we can be so preoccupied with what we don't have...
with what others do have...
that we miss the gifts right here, gracing each step.
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