As I was stepping out my front door to go run some errands, I heard a faint “Hello.”
Looking around, I didn't see anyone, so I started to leave. Again, I heard the voice, only it was louder this time… “HELLO!”
I looked down to my small pumpkin patch on the ground and hiding behind the pumpkins were three little gnomes. One that was tucked into the middle of my pumpkins, was waving exuberantly at me.
“Hello! Hello!” He shouted. “Oh! Hello.” I said to him, he was adorably tiny, but seemed to carry a very big attitude of confidence with him.
“Can I help you?” I replied. “Oh! You most certainly can! Do you have any plans for these beautiful pumpkins here?”
“I do not. Why?” I said to him with a bit of a smile perched on my lips. “Well you see…we’d like to have them, to make pumpkin pies for our village during this Thanksgiving holiday…that is, if you would be so kind as to sell them to us?”
“If pumpkin pies are your mission, you are free to take them and enjoy them to your tummies content!” I replied. The three little gnomes cheered and thanked me with big cherry-cheeked smiles.
Then the gnome with all the confidence, whistled a sharp whistle and out of nowhere appeared two big fluffy brown bunnies. The gnomes began giving the bunnies directions as to start rolling the pumpkins and before I knew it, the pumpkins and gnomes were gone.
“Wow!” I said to myself. “If those pumpkins’ hadn’t disappeared before my eyes I’d have thought I was imagining this whole scene.”
Later that night there was a knock on my front door. Opening the door, I was greeted with the most delicious pumpkin pie spices. Looking down, I found a very small pie with a note that read, “Thank you so much for your kindness…please enjoy this gift of pie and have a Happy Thanksgiving. Yours Gnomingly!”
As to having heard my tale, I wish you a Happy Thanksgiving and may you also be blessed with a small piece of Gnome Pumpkin Pie and the love of your village….
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