Every year I sit down and cause my right arm and hand untold pain. Every year I wonder why I entire this treatment for something that really only lasts one night. When that pumpkin is finally lit and sitting on the porch, it is all worth it.

This year I set out to carve another Big Lebowski inspired pumpkin. A few year's back I pulled off a pretty epic "Dude" and had been meaning to continue the series. So along came Walter Sobchak.

Then the daughter flaked on her carving and requested (very loudly) a SuperDog pumpkin. I didn't really know who this SuperDog was, but came up with the one on the left.

Sometimes when you are in the moment, you fail to recognize the full impact of an experience. It all may seem pretty normal and mundane as you live out the details.

When you have a chance to reflect, it becomes more and more apparent just how unique it was. This was one such experience and this is the Jesus Loves Tractors photo post.

This is the PeaceMaker. It has served as my trusty wiffle bat for over 25 years.

We all lose pieces of our life along with bits of ourselves as we travel through time. Wiffle represents this for a good part of the population, both physically and emotionally. It is truly a kid's game and the vast majority left their childhood behind years ago, along with the bits and pieces.

For whatever reason, I held onto wiffle through-out the years. It is a place I can always go that is void of all the responsibility and stress of adulthood. It is a place where I am free to act like the wide-eyed energetic child deep within my soul.

It was early afternoon on Sunday. The weekend had been a continuous flow of gray skies and intermittent drizzle. The leaves were just about peak in the mountains and begged for some blue skies. I was on the phone with my mother when the first hint of sunshine started to peak through. I stopped mid sentence and stated, "I have to go, this may be my one chance." I quickly threw the camera and tripod in the Fiesta and headed for the hills.

In the end, there was a good hour's worth of blue skies before the gray demons floated back in. Here are the shots and a video of the hill climb.