All that beautiful gold colored stuff is PUMPKIN from my garden. We've been living in pumpkin-shortage-ingnorant bliss, eating homemade pumpkin butter, the likes of which this world has never tasted! (And for you who are compulsive cleaners and are only focusing in on my freezers dirtiness, at least I have pumpkin. Pumpkin for days.)
If this pumpkin shortage is old news to most of you, remember, we don't have TV so I don't always know what's going on in the world. But I knew this day would come. All the best economic doomsday sayers have been predicting a food shortage and here it is! They've been telling us to drag out our rototillers and get them running again. To be prepared to rip out our front yards and turn them into vegetable gardens because pretty soon seeds will be worth more than gold and you'll need these seeds just to buy stuff, like food. Well, I took these soothsayers seriously and planted my garden. Then I told everyone around me to get ready! Start your gardening! The end is near! The sky is falling! The sky is falling!!! But did they listen? No. They did not. And now, here we are, right smack dab in the middle of a real live pumpkin scare. What, pray tell, are they ever going to do?
Seriously though, if a lack of pumpkin pie is anyones biggest burden right now, be thankfull. And if you have bigger problems than that, turn them over to God and hang in there...then come by my house on Thanksgiving, I'll save you a piece of pie!