Went to my local pumpkin patch yesterday to procure pumpkins for the big day.  Got four fine examples of pumpkin flesh.  Just love it when I spy a pumpkin sitting out on someones porch or sill or fence post or driveway.  All that potential of carving artistry just waiting on the knife.  These fleeting expressions of Halloween glee come and go so quickly, just a day in the sun, a night under the stars and then gone to a fate that may include a prank or a slow degradation on the stoop or even a quick trip to the garbage.  It’s like Halloween itself, there and gone so quickly – its the slow build up that we can savor, contemplating the all too brief interlude of “Malevolent Mirth”.