We have a family tradition of smashing pumpkins
on my birthday against the trees
next to our deck since they are
usually mushy by November 10th.
I noticed the pumpkins were still
out on the deck table
when I got home from the ship
and told Troy to smash a three pointer.
His wasn't very mushy and he threw it so high
and so far it went way up the tree
and rolled down right where the branches meet,
two inches above the huge squirrel's nest.
It looks so funny and I can't
help wonder what the poor squirrels are thinking.
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