Monday, October 19, 2009

Our Very Own Pumpkin Patch

...well not really our very own, but when a certain someone has Mondays off, we get to take advantage of nearly empty fun fall attractions....and enjoy them, just about, all to ourselves.

We have had REALLY crummy weather lately (depending on how you look at it). For almost a solid week it has been freezing and raining constantly. I kind of liked it, I have to admit. It felt very "Washington" and we just hunkered down and stayed inside. I caved finally and turned on the heat when it reached a frigid 58 degrees in our house. The boys and I stood around the stove one morning, waiting for the water to boil watching our breath and I realized there was something really wrong with this picture. You should never be able to see your breath inside your house.

This morning, however, we woke up to spectacular weather. It was freezing (literally. our first frost) but so sunny. It warmed up quickly and our plan for the pumpkin patch was full steam ahead.

After school and a huge family breakfast (it was our first breakfast together since Rand left last Sunday) we headed to a close-by family owned farm. It was bigger than I expected and absolutely beautiful. Seriously, it might have been one of the best kept farms I've ever been to. Clean, clean, clean. Maybe that was because we went on a Monday and all the weekend mess had been cleaned up?! :)

I'll leave the rest of the stories to the pictures since I took a billion of them, and let's face it, I've been slacking on the picture taking and the blog posting lately.

First stop gas station. Rand pumped and the rest of us took turns taking pictures of each other.

Varner's Farm

First we checked out the barnyard

Then the hay maze

Tractor Races

Corn Maze

Belgian Draft Horses to take us out to the pumpkin patch and apple orchard


Anonymous said...

Wow! What a great farm. I love all the animals, pumpkins and apples. So fall. My favorite time of the year. Thanks for the pictures I am choosing one for my new desk top photo. Love, The Great Marshmellow

Anonymous said...

Did you check the pond for fish?
Uncle Bubba