Lizzie is standing in front of the smurf-blue Wells-Thorn house, which is a interior furnishings time machine, illustrating changes from 1725ish to 1850ish, if you are into that sort of thing. I, on the other hand, was obsessed with the disgusting, desiccating pumpkins in the second picture, illustrating changes in freshness from October 2012 to December 2012. What? Why? How? Seriously--get a wheelbarrow and dump those bastards in the woods and let the bunnies and squirrels get drunk of the fermented fruit. Why is it rotting on your stairs and front lawn? Why? No, seriously--get rid of them, it's really bothering me.
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