Life Cycles Of Seasonal Pumpkins//October 235th, 2020

It seems like the last of the “real” pumpkins around the Patch is about to leave us for the big pumpkin patch in the sky. I am always sad to see them go, despite probably having enough “fake” pumpkins to fill the local farms’ patches, but I must say, they had a terrific run this year.

I thought we could take this time to look back on some of our “real” pumpkins’ best moments through the year.

As you can see, it’s always exciting for the residents of the Patch to find a new pumpkin. Either that, or our little ghost friend here is wondering how in the world he’s supposed to carry this one in addition to the three he already has.

A family photo of our dear Pumpkids (and Pendergast the ghost poppet, all of these made by TheBeastPeddler) and most of the pumpkins, taken shortly after returning from Sleepy Hollow. These sorts of photoshoots make post-Halloween depression a little less debilitating.

Another little photoshoot from shortly after Sleepy Hollow (starring Abraham and Horus, made by SpookyCutes) to make October feel never ending.

This one was actually taken on Thanksgiving Day. (Little Harper, in the striped shirt, made by MimsVictims) Is pumpkin pie cannibalism? We here at the pumpkin patch believe that pie pumpkins are something else entirely.

The onset of winter still couldn’t stop pumpkin-related photoshoots. We really didn’t get much snow this year, but the ghosts and pumpkins enjoyed what we did have.

One of my favorite photos, taken on what would’ve been December 13th for those that don’t use a perpetual October calendar. This was a Friday the 13th, and little Horus is a Good Luck Ghost, so it just made sense.

From John Carpenter’s birthday, January 16th. Another favorite picture of mine.

Some of our pumpkins got carved as their time neared its end...

...and provided nice hats once they were gone!

This bumpy one (expertly carved by my sister) is a favorite of mine.

It also became one of my favorite subjects to photograph in preparation for Valloween!

Even rotting, this one looked super cool. (Doll by EsmeMade.) If I remember correctly, this one lasted the longest in its rotted form.

Rotten pumpkins need love, too! (Doll by OriginalSinDesign)

Honestly, I think I’ve found a new passion for photographing rotten pumpkins this year.

Samantha here (made by MoodyVoodies) is always a favorite to photograph, and this rotten pumpkin in its final days complemented her quite well!

This was our last pumpkin standing this year. (Thaddeus the bat/pumpkin made by SpookyCutes) If you look closely at this photo, you can see the scratch marks all over it, which just gave it more character, in my humble pumpkin loving opinion.

But here, as you can see, the rot has set in, and this was actually one of the final pictures taken before this pumpkin went completely flat. (This was taken five days ago.)

As the final pumpkin begins to flatten, we know it’s sadly only a matter of time before it’s gone for good. But, as you can see, our pumpkins have had an amazing year. (Doll by TheMagicalBat)

My only hope is that this year, as true autumn approaches, we can all go to the pumpkin patches and have the joy and excitement of picking out new pumpkins once again, and seeing what adventures they get up to as the year goes on.

As the great Skully Pettibone of Scary Godmother fame once said, “Without a pumpkin on Halloween, you ain’t got Jack...O’Lantern!”

Stay spooky, my friends.

The Long Way Back//October 32nd, 2023

Every year I talk about November 1st...it's such a confusing day. It makes me feel so many emotions all at once. Mournful, depressed, angry...It's like a slap in the face shoving us into a new month, forcing us to forget what came just hours before. Last year, I did have somewhat of an epiphany regarding the month of November as a whole, and while I do my best to keep my own past words in mind, that doesn't make today any easier. Or easy to explain, for that matter. I suppose I should speak from my heart. Today I feel detached from reality, as if I don't really exist. Like there is no longer a place in the world for me. Just yesterday everything I loved made sense, and was loved and revered by everyone else as well. I felt like I fit. But now, today, I see those same things being quickly shoved away. Less than twenty-four hours after trick-or-treating time began, it's all being swept under the rug. The season culminated and the world is no longer a place I recog

The Spooky Community Has No Entrance Fee//October 288th, 2023

Something I’ve been seeing a lot this year around the Halloween community, possibly more than any other year, has been talk of consumerism, how much money spent on Halloween is too much, whether collecting is really that important or if it’s somehow required to truly be a part of the community, etc. I’m in no way trying to copy anyone else who’s already spoken on this subject, but I thought I would chime in and share my thoughts, as it is something I definitely think about. Now, I’ve always been relatively fortunate when it comes to how much money I have to spend on Halloween goodies. As a child, I often received money for my birthday, September 8th, at the height of the shopping season, at least as I knew it back then. No, it wasn’t enough to collect the way I do now, but it was enough to make me happy, and you also could get a lot more for a lot less back then. I didn’t necessarily stop to think about my “hauls”, but I knew even at a young age that there was nothing I’d rather be sp

Here’s Where The Story Ends//October 337th, 2020

Everyone has moments in their life when they feel like giving up. That feeling of “This is never going to happen, so why keep trying?” Sometimes it relates to a thing that would be trivial to anyone else, sometimes it’s about something more life-altering. But, we’ve all been there. I have moments of discouragement with this blog. Times I’ve told myself, “No one cares”, or “No one will read this”, etc., but I continue on, for the joy of it. And sometimes, something amazing happens. If you haven’t read my previous post, Have You Seen This Pumpkin? , I would strongly suggest doing so before continuing on with this story. The short version is, I saw a pumpkin in someone’s window when I was twelve years old, and have spent the last twenty-one years trying to find it for myself. When I published that post, I wasn’t expecting much of a response. I was really just hoping to hear someone say, “Yes, my family had this pumpkin when I was a kid!” Or “I once saw this in a neighbor’s window while

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