Pumpkin Patch

You have to love a good fall day. The cool breeze against the warmth of the sun, the contrast. The seasons are definitely changing. Symbolically in my life there is definitely change happening too.

I met George’s 8 year old daughter this weekend. It was something I have been totally looking forward to and was so glad the moment finally arrived. Out of respect I will not post any photos but couldn’t wait to share!

We went to a pumpkin patch which was such a great way to begin to know each other, have space and create memories!

For 5$ you got to go on a tractor ride over to the neighboring fields.
The farmer dropped us off in a maze of corn. It was perfectly sized for kids, not a get- lost and panic sort of place, but rather a nice trail experience with a different terrain and several options.
Reminded me of my childhood. Playing in the cornfields pretending to be hunted down by the sound of any nearby tractor.
Not sure why but I love this photo of my muse.
When we came out the opposite end there was a huge field of still attached pumpkin and squash.
I honestly can’t recall literally picking my own pumpkin off the vine before. It was a new experience for me.
I captured this tiny spider basking in the sun.
We wandered around finding the perfect one that we felt we wanted to take home. I found a few unique shaped gourds that I couldn’t resist. I didn’t realize you had to take them inside to get weighed in order to pay for them.
I stupidly thought it was part of the 5$ fee 🙂 Good thing George was buying.
When we arrived back to the shop, we each ordered some Jericho ice cream which was apparently made from the milk of their own cows. It had a totally different texture and flavor to it, very creamy!
We later went out to meet the cows out back in the pasture.

Never underestimate the simple things in life. Cows out in the pasture. Pumpkin and corn fields. Vanilla ice cream. Enjoying the moment where you begin again’.

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