"Charlie looked disgustedly around the yard at all the pumpkins surrounding them.
Lauren had lost count of how many they’d carved so far. Her hand was beginning to cramp a little but she was enjoying the warm sunshine and the idyllic setting of the fall day. The sky was a brilliant blue and there was not a cloud to mar its azure perfection. The trees surrounding the main house were in vibrant shades of red, gold and orange; colors that signified that they were on the other side of summer. The sage and rabbitbrush were yellow, their nasty pollen a problem for some people, but not Lauren. There was a crispness to the air that warned that winter wasn’t far away, but for now the Old Man still slept."

Working hard to get this published. :)