I have had some questions about why I named my blog Purple Pumpkin. I can assure you it is not because I suddenly started a new hybrid of pumpkins that will mature in the fall as a purple tinted squash.
It is a simple explanation but one that will answer all those question marks that seem to be floating over the heads of my readers. Growing up my father had nicknames for both my sister and me. Mine was pumpkin. I have never asked why although I could make a supposition that it was because of my round baby face and those early months of life when I was a bit rolly polly.
If you know me well, if you have ever received an email from me, if you have ever seen me out and about, you will know that I always have something purple on me, or with me. The case for my Kindle is purple. My favorite gem is amethyst. In my purse there is at least one purple pen. In my wardrobe whatever is not black (a fabulous neutral) is purple. I have a fabulous collection of purple accessories, especially scarves.
Whenever I go shopping I am immediately drawn to anything purple; whether it be clothing, household accessories accessories bedding or towels. Purple fingerling potatoes? Put them in my grocery basket. As if it could not be helped, I love the scent of lavender; candles, potpourri, my neck support pillow and even my black-out sleep mask.
I apologize to those that were looking for some intriguing answer, but it is just a simple explanation to the naming of my blog.
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