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.

The leaves are starting their journey to the ground. Oranges, reds, and yellows pop every day as the temperatures start to head towards those applicable to snow. This is my time of year, the time that I first experienced on Earth and the time that always gets me stoked.

This year while I roll around in the Fiesta, I am going to take as many shots as possible. In particuliar, I am going to chronicle the shift in colors of my big maple in the backyard. Here is the first shot of the series.