"...and the Great Pumpkin will rise up out of his pumpkin patch with his bag of toys for all the good children!"
~ It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown!
Went with the family (* Tracey * Becky * Shelley *) to the BEST PUMPKIN PATCH EVER on Saturday. It was really good old fashioned family fun. My girl kept taking her shoes off and running in the fields. Yes barefoot. Her other favorite thing to do was try and balance, standing on top of the pumpkins. The last thing she fancied was playing with the dirt. Always with the dirt. At times it was if she didn't even SEE the bright orange glowing ball of fire right below her.
Well I thought this pumpkin patch was awesome. It was old school, with that small town feel. (Hard to come by in LA) It was exactly what a pumpkin patch should be like. A huge open field, surrounded by a white picket fence, and filled with pumpkins. Perfection. My only one problem with it was choosing a pumpkin. I wanted to take them all home with me. And I felt bad for the ones that I didn't take with me. Is that crazy? Do you feel that way? I feel the same way about the trees at Christmas time, in all of the Christmas tree lots. Sensitive much?
