Each season has its benefits. Winter allows for snowball fights and warm blankets and hot chocolate and skiing (I'm told). Spring is the time for everyone to jump the gun at the first glimmer of warmer weather by running to play outside the second they can and ending up knee high in a mid-April snow storm wearing nothing but basketball shorts and a t-shirt (good times). Summer is the over all seasonal winner for me. It's the time to be spent outside with chilled lemonade and a frisbee. The time for swimming and lazing and just overall enjoying. But Autumn has something to which the other seasons cannot compare...
Sure you can ooh and aah over the leaves as they change color. You can let out a sigh of relief as the weather finally cools down, because even the blistering heat that is a summer staple can get old. You can cheer as our nation's greatest sport which we all know as football kicks off. You can even enjoy as a new school year gets underway (if you're into that sort of thing). But nothing, NOTHING, not even FOOTBALL can beat the wonderful joy that only Fall can provide: and that is the yearly crop of pumpkins.
But, my friends, there is something even better than just pumpkins. Pumpkin bread is delicious and pumpkin cookies can be good and heaven knows there's nothing like a good Jack-o-lantern, but that is not what I am referring to, no it is not. The thing to which I ode is the glorious confection known as the pumpkin pie. It is, without a doubt, the most amazing, wonderful, incredible, best thing in the world. You have no idea. I love it so.
