I would rather sit on a pumpkin and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion. -- Henry David Thoreau
What do I love about squash blossoms? Their color. Their enormity. Their perfect face that's like a giant beacon that says, "Let me tell you what's coming." And knowing that in the cool, crisp days of fall I'll have beautiful, round orange orbs full of possibilities.
Already planning for my Halloween jack-o-lantern.
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