A hollow prop with a lot of heart. Mr. Pumpkin Head has been showing up where he doesn’t belong for years—on trails, in parks, beside rivers, under trees—quietly watching the seasons change. These posts follow his curious wanderings, part photo series, part inside joke, part unexpected reminder that even a plastic face can hold a little magic. He’s not the story, but somehow, he’s always in it. He would also want you to check out his images also.