When I think of fall, I think of pumpkins. Pumpkins make me happy with their imperfect, round bodies, full of awkward flaws, sometimes damaged, broken and having shoddy exteriors. And yet, we decorate with them. We adorn our front porches with the imperfect orbs of fall.
Not everything in life is perfect and sometimes the imperfect can be beautiful.
I used to hunt for the perfect orange pumpkin with a long gorgeous stem. Not anymore. Now, it doesn’t matter. In fact, the more unpolished the pumpkin, the more natural they look.
I wish we looked at humans with this same light.
Pumpkins find themselves allover my house, inside and out. I place pumpkins on my front porch as well as all around the exterior of my home. On the driveway, on the back porch and by the mailbox. I love them, no matter the color or rough texture.
I grew pumpkins last year and realized I loved the non-orange, non perfectly round orb because out of the ten I grew, none were perfect and none were orange. (I will post about that tomorrow!!)
Inside my house, I mainly use faux pumpkins. The faux variety also come in funny shapes and most of the varieties in my décor are not orange–they are white, tan, peach or green. And that works for me. (Who decorates their house with orange anyway?)
So we must ask ourselves, why do we spend so much time trying to be perfect? Why do we strive for perfection?
God made a lot of perfect things for us to look at and love. But, He also makes plenty of stuff imperfect, like us humans. I think we should embrace our flaws and realize we don’t have to be perfect, nor does our surroundings. I am happy I am not a perfectionist. That has to be exhausting.
Sure, there are things I work on, work hard on, to make as perfect as I can. Like my writing. Writing, like most stuff in life, is subject to the reader, the beholder. I choose to make myself happy in my writing and I can only hope others will find something in my writing they are searching for. If only a smile.
This is the beginning of my Thirty-One Days of Fall Feels Writing Challenge. Day One. On this, the first day of the #write31days challenge, I decided to start by writing about the first thing that comes to my mind when I think of fall. Pumpkins.
The idea of the challenge is to write. Everyday. Today pumpkins, which led me to explore the fact that imperfection can be a beautiful thing.
Tomorrow? Who knows? Tune in to see. Follow along and let’s discover fall together!The idea of the challenge is to write. Everyday. Today pumpkins which led me to explore the fact hat imperfection can be a beautiful thing. #dedradaviswrites Click To Tweet
Last year, I wrote about thirty-one things that make me happy. This year I am concentrating on fall. I also wrote about pumpkins here.
Because fall makes me happy.
I did not make all thirty-one days last year, I am hoping to do better this year. I only wrote 27 due to our trip to San Francisco and Napa. (I suppose that was worth the fail!)
This year, I will make 31, no matter how imperfect it might be! Done is better than perfect!
I hope for you lots of pumpkins, lots of ‘lil imperfect, beautiful orbs of fall!
See you tomorrow!
love and blessings~dd
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