Theme in Yellow – by Carl Sandburg
I SPOT the hills
With yellow balls in autumn.
I light the prairie cornfields
Orange and tawny gold clusters
And I am called pumpkins.
On the last of October
When dusk is fallen
Children join hands
And circle round me
Singing ghost songs
And love to the harvest moon;
I am a jack-o’-lantern
With terrible teeth
And the children know
I am fooling.
(From Poetry Foundation. Photo © Sarah Klockars-Clauser for openphoto.net CC:Attribution-ShareAlike)
Shelf Elf: read, write, rave. 
Carving pumpkins is my favorite part of Halloween. (Well, in close second after the candy!) The roasted seeds let us enjoy the Jack-o-lantern for a month after he has softened and moldered and gone to the compost!
I also love carving pumpkins. One year, as an alternative to pumpkin carving, I painted jack-o-lantern faces on pumpkins and gourds. It just wasn’t the same as carving and you couldn’t see them in the dark.