In the garden, a rotting pumpkin collided with a massive piece of vertical plywood: thunk. It fell to the ground and the bystanders descended, hacking it apart with hammers and a hoe. Then, the whole mess was piled into a 5-foot-tall compost tote. The sheer volume of pumpkin guts was too great for the community garden to handle, so they went to the city of New York, destined for one of our park’s salt marshes. It’s the post-Halloween cycle of life: the jack-o-lanterns that greeted the spirits of the dead are themselves returned to the earth.
rot season
rot season
rot season
In the garden, a rotting pumpkin collided with a massive piece of vertical plywood: thunk. It fell to the ground and the bystanders descended, hacking it apart with hammers and a hoe. Then, the whole mess was piled into a 5-foot-tall compost tote. The sheer volume of pumpkin guts was too great for the community garden to handle, so they went to the city of New York, destined for one of our park’s salt marshes. It’s the post-Halloween cycle of life: the jack-o-lanterns that greeted the spirits of the dead are themselves returned to the earth.