Usually my dad’s garden yields many choices of potential art mediums to work with, however, this year the heat and drought took out his crop. So, the kids and I stopped off at a farm on our way to the lake that was buzzing with people picking out their fall decorations. You could just feel fall in the air (the spirit, that is, not the breeze—it was near 90 degrees). What’s turned out to become one of our most favored family fall traditions, the kids carved pumpkins several times in the last few weeks. The first was freehanded by the kids; the second time was improved with the help of those very special tools found at Walgreen’s. We devoured pumpkin seeds until we could eat no more. Out of all our carvings, only one lone pumpkin made it to Halloween. 
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