When Henry David Thoreau wrote “I would rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion,” he was basically saying (depending on how deep you read into it) that the life of a city dweller, with all one’s material possessions mandated by the opulence a own hollow culture, is one he would gladly eschew in favor of the natural solitary life, unfazed by things going on amongst the decadent masses within their own urban societal prisons.
He may have also just been professing his love for pumpkins. (Classic Thoreau … )
Oh, speaking of pumpkins: They’re on their way. In pumpkin beers, lattes, pies, Cheerios, you name it. Well, maybe not the last thing. The point is: as September 23 draws near, and you begin that sad but necessary ritual in New England of kissing the summer goodbye, there’s a wealth of seasonal-correct whoopin’ good times to be had in our beloved Hub. From new theater productions, to Oktoberfest beers (and hell, Oktoberfest itself), lumberjack competitions, and a slew of restaurant openings, we dedicated our thoughts and findings for our illustrious Fall Preview to creating a giant raked leaf-pile of life for you to jump right on into.
Just not literally, especially head first. Those ones never end well.