We were celebrating Canadian Thanksgiving which happens to fall (pun) on the 2nd Monday in October and is in fact a Harvest Festival which makes perfect agricultural sense.
Every year Mr Bear does the Turkey Trot which goes something like this: take bird from fridge, de-gut bird in sink, then place bird in bag, set bird on counter and stuff bird with stuffing, then put bird in to the preheated oven and leave it alone.
The Look Bag is one heck of an invention when it comes to doing turkeys. It forms its own oven and helps keep all the juices in and no messy oven afterwards to clean!
While Turkey was happily basting away in its own juices, we and our guests went for a walk next door to the farm.
It was a good thing our house is a short walk as the pumpkin apparently grew heavier with each step!
Here is the Mighty Pumpkin Hunter with his Trophy.
Mr B then went around back and began to commit surgery upon Harvey the Harvest Pumpkin and scooped out his innards, saving the seeds which were then roasted along with the Turkey (they were delicious with a sprinkling of salt!)
Ms P came out to lend a helping hand to give Harvey a face to be proud of
So it looks like a New Tradition has begun at Quail Hill: find a pumpkin in next door's compost pile, and carve it in readiness for All Hallow's at the end of the month.
It will have pride of place on top of our Kitchen Balcony railing and will 'glow' down on all those lil tricky treaters at the end of the month.
Blessings of Bountiful Harvests - agriculturally, spiritually and culturally!
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