Yesterday I had a brilliant idea.
The Thanksgiving centerpiece to end all Thanksgiving centerpieces.
I was going to create a giant burlap cornucopia out of paper mache and toothpicks and determination. I admit that the construction details were a little fuzzy. No worries. I was going to go all Tim Gunn and make it work.
And that’s not even the brilliant part.
I was going to place it on a linen runner and have pumpkins of all shapes and sizes and textures spilling out in every direction. Gray pumpkins and white pumpkins and green pumpkins. Pumpkins with stripes. Pumpkins with warts. Pumpkins that look like they just left a night club and were still ready to party.
Can you see it?
Are you with me?
And so it was on a blustery, rainy, overcast cloudy day, I embarked over hill and over dale on a quest for pumpkins.
I went to the farmer’s market.
There were only two lone orange pumpkins left that looked like someone should have blessed their hearts.
I went to store after store and garden center after garden center only to walk away empty handed.
They had all left the building and been replaced by Christmas trees.
At my last stop, I waded through the reindeer and smiling santas and twinkling lights and flocked evergreens only to find four lumpy, bumpy grapevine pumpkins on clearance.
My shoulders slumped and released a sigh along with my dreams of a giant over-sized cornucopia filled with pumpkin perfection.
Dejectedly I turned to leave.
And that’s when brilliant idea number two struck me.
(total aside: I know you might find this almost impossible to believe, but occasionally I have multiple brilliant ideas within a 24 hour period)
The produce aisle.
I mean…weren’t people cooking for Thanksgiving? Shouldn’t it be fully stocked this time of year? Shouldn’t there be gourds and pumpkins and squash and a treasure trove of decorating possibilities.
I filled my cart with artichokes and cabbage and squash and apples and gourds and headed home to the kitchen table.
I shopped the house and found two chalkboards and used them as a runner. Then I hollowed out the center of the cabbage and used it as vase and filled it with leaves from the yard. I added toothpicks to the base of the cabbage to make sure it was secure. Then I just filled in the spaces with that wonderful, incredible produce aisle. I added apples and artichokes and gourds and leaves and more leaves.
Not quite as exciting as the visions and dreams and hopes and plans for the giant burlap cornucopia.
But just as pretty.
PS Next year I’m shopping for pumpkins like everyone else…..
….in July. 🙂