I’ve really gone for it with the blogger location cliches recently, haven’t I? There’s been a lavender grove, an apple orchard, a sunflower field and now, a pumpkin patch. Coming this weekend: a field of corn. Cliche central! Obviously, you can’t reinvent the wheel, but I have been trying to offer something different in all of those posts. Representation, self-empowerment, societal observations and the like have accompanied my nature backdrops so far.
I thought for this post I’d leave the serious shtick to one side. Because yes, I am really serious and analytical, but I’m also y’know, not, all the time. Right? In person, I’m chatty and always messing around and trying to get a laugh. However, I’m not sure if you’d know this unless you’d met me. For me, writing is a complicated art form, and blogging is something different – more like a conversation, or a diary entry. I post a mixture of the two, and I’ve been trying to reflect myself better, giving less of a shit about fulfilling a “niche”, and just posting whatever. Most importantly, I’ve been talking about things I love and being just a tad more open about myself.
That said, I’m really not sure what deeper meaning I could get out of a pumpkin patch. I love pumpkins (although I really can’t stand pumpkin pie) but when it comes to posing in a pumpkin patch, what do you do? They’re so low down (I could have looked at the camera but hey). I love all those old retro images of pin-up girls sat on huge pumpkins, but realistically you’ve got to be using some serious magic (or you know, genetically modified crops) to get a prop-worthy pumpkin. Apparently it’s Pumpkin Day today – I’ll be making some pumpkin brownies yesterday and I think we’re going to create some sort of soup too. What pumpkin foods do you like?
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