Its that time of year again, when mom takes me to the farm. It was pretty much the same as last year.
Except, I picked a white “Cinderella” pumpkin.
And they had a new giant Cinderella carriage!
Oh, and little bother was with us.
So, besides those few little details it was exactly the same as last year.
I love fall on the farm.
Mom took me to the farm again. It was a fun mom daughter morning, not that most mornings aren’t…. but most mornings are not spent at the farm.
First we took a ride behind a tractor out to the pumpkin patch.
Then I picked out a pumpkin. I made a pretty good choice, I think.
Then I discovered the small horse statue and didn’t want to leave. Ever.
Pumpkins and farms and tractors and sunny fall days and my mom. A day well spent.
Mom and dad took me to a farm. This is something that is traditionally done this time of year, or so mom says.
There are animals on the farm.
Goats are cute, but they nibble your fingers and are stinky.
Donkeys pretend you don't exist, and have long ears.
I really wanted to keep the bunny.
Farms have fields of tall corn plants, and farmers cut down the plants to make what is called a maze. I’m not sure I get it.
We started out with great enthusiasm.
Then we got a little lost.
I mean, very lost. I blame dad.
We eventually found our way back out of the corn, and mom obviously thought the whole thing was great fun. I am not convinced.
Farms are fun.
The days are getting shorter, the air is getting colder and it is almost time to get out my boots. I’m not sure I’m thrilled that summer is almost over.
But then again, there is always pumpkin bread to assuage my sadness. That is one good thing about fall.
So, goodbye summer, hello pumpkin deliciousness!!!