The coach is situated upon a bamboo axle with (somewhat rotted) mini pumpkins as wheels.
While the Headless Horseman might appear to be in control of the chariot…look who’s got the reins.
You can see the missing skull on the seat beside her.
This scene looks like one from an I-Spy book. At the time, our terrible linoleum kitchen floor was good for one thing: providing a grid pattern for me to visually measure things for the pumpkin.





