It's autumn! And while the leaves on this side of the state stubbornly refuse to dress in fall colors, days are turning crisp and nights, cold. In the mood for hot apple cider, hearty soup, and anything that celebrates the season, we went to a local farm for a hay ride to a pumpkin patch. Which? I'd prefer not to say for reasons you'll soon see.
My husband quickly noticed the pumpkins were spaced fairly evenly, and were concentrated near the road.
Then he noticed they'd been cut from the vine. How convenient!
We learned something. As silly as it sounds, before we went, we should have called and asked if the owners grew the pumpkins directly on the farm, or if they'd been imported.
Oops! I half wonder if the bloom we found belonged to the pumpkin family:
No matter. We enjoyed the hayride, finding a pumpkin, and watching the smiles and laughter of several children on board. The time together and enjoying a cool autumn day on a pumpkin patch was worth the three dollar per person fee. And yes, we bought a pumpkin.
What can I say, I love fall. Happy autumn, dear readers!
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