This year I had grand plans ((GRAND, I tell you!)) to grow my own pumpkins. Let's just say that between my ongoing turf war with the forest slugs and not having very many full sun options in my yard, the results were less than amazing. In fact they were downright sad. With the exception of one big beautiful normal pumpkin ((which I'm postponing the slaughter for pie and/or brewing)), the rest were a sad small misshapen and scarred lot.
As they say, when your garden gives you pathetic pumpkins, keep calm and put the pathetic squash out of their misery. At least, I think that's how the saying goes. I might be mistaken.
I present, my sad collection of this year's jack-o-lanterns.