It's Great Pumpkins On Three Or More Tuesday!

I'm late.
I'm late.
For a very important date.

Me and the White Rabbit, always late out of the gate, it seems. . . and here I am rushing to get a Tuesday post put together for one of my favorite blog parties -- Three Or More Tuesday, hosted by Tam at The Gypsy's Corner.

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I'm featuring pumpkins today! Fake pumpkins, the ones that make you giggle or smile when you see them. And maybe one or two that are just plain old pretty.

Ready? Here goes. . . .

Years ago, a place called The Rag Shop sold these for $3 each.
I bought several; you can put tea lights inside, and they glow spookily.

No, this one (below) isn't suffering from newspaper leprosy.
Some of his wrappings got stuck on him in the 3 years the poor guy
was stowed away during our move to That Old House!

He'll get a bath soon, and lose his newsie spots.

Fun feature of these pumpkins:


. . . if you turn them around so they moon you,
they show a blank face to the world. I keep them in the study till Thanksgiving.

Did you notice the "M" in their mouths?
I like to think they are humming, like a barbershop trio. (I only have 3.)

Does anyone else use the old steam radiators for display?

My new GW find, a little metal guy. He's small, and so cute.
And was half price --- so $2.

He was featured in yesterday's post.
He got quite the swelled head.

We have to keep reminding him that he's quite dinky and insignificant.
And a newbie in the tribe.

Now we go out of the study, into the conservatory,
where some pumpkins are just hanging out waiting for their autumn assignments.

New this weekend -- plates from WalMart. $3 each. Get 'em while they last.
There are also nice leaf-shaped plates in Big Wally's holiday aisles, but I didn't get them.
Howard was with me. . . .

Another pumpkin that takes a candle, but his candle opening is in his rear. . .
so if he moons you, you get a big empty hole to look at.

These guys totally crack me up:

HomeGoods, years ago -- tapestry pumpkin placemats.
Very pretty, if I do say so myself.

My prettiest pumpkin . . . $8 years ago in Manhattan,
at a designers-only sample sale. It pays to have friends. . . .

It's a big tureen, with a crackled finish.

And, in keeping with the spookiness of the upcoming All Hallow's Eve,
I have decorated it especially for you with dust and a bit of fuzz that just might
have once belonged to Mr. Dion DiPoochy.
Enlarge this photo if you dare!

Another goofy one -- a light up fellow that brightens up the evenings for us.

And a second WalMart find, this weekend.

$5 for a box of 8 little faux pumpkin-gourdy guys.

Eeeekk! They escaped! Run for your lives!

Remember the fake pumpkin garland?
He's hanging out on the conservatory light.

About that light ... not a fave of mine. I think it looks as if it's made up of spare parts.
Whenever I think I'm getting used to it, I take two aspirin and go to bed until it passes.

Tablecloth, celebrating Halloween!

Ah, don't we wish we could all do a bit of this, just wiggle
our noses or wave our wands, and all our wishes would come true?

Hmmmm.... that's a thought.

What are you going to be on Halloween?
As usual, I am going to be the most terrifying creature on earth.

Myself.

Click the logo, above, to be transported on my witch's broom to Tam's blog party!
Happy Pumpkins to you all --- Cass