Since they were wee little, this farm.
Since they were holding dolls on their laps, this farm.
Since I picked out their outfits, this farm.
This place is small, We found it by accident one year. The farmer is delightful and he has a tractor ride that goes down into a pumpkn patch.
There is nothing like this place that I've ever seen.
And I hope it's there forever and I can bring my grandchildren some day.
The farmer's wife has a general store just down the street in town where she sells jams and jellies, pies, and muffins, and all of the vegetables from her garden.
I love this non-influencer, non-commericial, non-instagram place with my whole heart.
We all do.
This year at the market I bought the best smelling candle I've ever had. It's called Apple Cider Donut. It's been burning every night since we got home. Delicious!
After we get home for our pumpkin patch afternoon, we put the final touches on our pumpkin board (that post is back here) and wait for it to be dark. Then we feast while we watch It's The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown. Best day of the year!
2018 (I can't find that post)
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