Autumn: in pursuit of the perfect pumpkin
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On Sunday we drove to Dawsonville to hunt for pumpkins.
Hunting for pumpkins is like hunting for Easter eggs, except they don't hide them as carefully.
There were many pumpkins to choose from.
Many, many pumpkins...
... and not even fear of the supernatural was going to impede our search for the right ones.
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Why has no one told me of this?
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