Pumpkin Patch

Struggling with a little writer's block lately, but here goes anyhow:

We went to the Pumpkin Patch.  

It was fun. (How am I doing?)

We made corn angels.

We played with corn.

We played IN corn.

Some of us more than others.

We went on a hay ride.

                                         We picked out pumpkins. The virtual academy we are a part of paid for our admission to the pumpkin patch as well as our pumpkins. The kids were each allowed to pick a pumpkin that they could "carry out".

Some of them 

                                                                        took this very seriously.

Titus had to find the perfect pumpkin, of course. He inspected each one he came across quite carefully for the perfect roundness, size & color. This was not his pick, but it was a close second.

We ran into some fellow homeschoolers/church friends at the pumpin farm.

Was hoping to maybe get a nice picture for the Christmas cards I probably will not end up making this year.

                                                         It was not meant to be.


                           Maybe I'll use this American Gothic replica instead.

Rockin' the fanny-pack. Don't be jealous. 

The pumpkin that finally made the cut.

Happy trails to you!