Pumpkins Galore and More

We took the kids to get a pumpkin (we couldn’t find a pick your own apples that day) and boy did we have fun! So much fun, we went twice. We started off with just Mad, but the ninny I am forgot my camera.
By the time we made it back to get it Baz was up from his nap and never to turn down a trip to any farm, he was in for the ride back.

As you can see, there were quite a few pumpkins to choose from – and it’s still ONLY September.
Do you think that stopped Mad? No way josé.
The first one we carved has already turned into a massive pulp of mold in the composter, but I guess that’s why she was planning ahead, and chose this one to hold on to.

Mad was all around collecting pumpkins, asking questions and catching crickets – who can do that???
Everything was going just super…

Until she got busted by the owners for climbing the haystack.
But she got over it, as she usually does and she listened so much better for the rest of the day too.

Great day – and not just for the kids either. I found a new love of all things made of gourd.
As it turned out, the keepers of this fun farm were heirloom aficionados. There were about twenty varieties, some dating back to the 18th century France and beyond.

One of the many reasons I love autumn. Next is apples, I will find an orchard yet…