The Pumpkin Patch
We made our annual pilgrimage to the pumpkin patch, but this year we decided to make a whole day out of it and visit multiple patches. We started out early, the sky was clear and bright, the leaves on the trees were a shimmering gold and there was that crispness in the air where you could see your breath… what a perfect Autumn day to go pick the perfect pumpkin and in my case it would be perfect pumpkins because I just can’t pick one. We drove further out into the country and first found a little old fashioned diner to have breakfast, which the food was fantastic; a good stick to your ribs type of meal one that you don’t tell your doctor about. But hey, we were about ready to go work the fields and you need an old farm hand type of meal. Well, with our bellys full we were off to let the day take us it where may as long as pumpkin picking was involved. We stopped at quite a few patches but there was one in particular that was nestled in a bend of The Snoqualmie River that my hubby and I decided will forever be our annual pumpkin picking spot. The people were warm and pleasant and the patch had so many different varieties of pumpkins that it was so hard just pick ing a few. By the time we were done filling the wheelbarrow with pumpkins we could barely move it. 158 pounds of pumpkins from that patch alone! The day went by entirely to fast but the backseat of our vehicle was filled to the brim with pumpkins. It was a good day!