Hope is like the pumpkin vine growing out of the compost heap.
Unexpected but not unreasonable, the vine grew up the fence
between our neighbors yard, over the Hickory Tree that resembles
Yes it's a vine, but this pumpkin set it's heights on something Heavenly I can't
was rebuilt from the fire. The centerpiece for our table, our
nothing you plan for, and if you get what you hope for, you often
them. Then I'll bake up a storm, and you won't ever