Lovely pictures were being posted on facebook page about the trips taken by my young man’s friends to a nearby farm. They were wonderful.
I had already made up my mind and decided we were not going there. We had already picked apples this season. Why should we go and pick a pumpkin? He had already painted two tiny ones. Then today afternoon was like, why not go there. Fb does post things randomly and those pictures made me want to go. Yup, FOMO hit me. I didn’t want to miss the experience 😄. A short twenty minute drive we were in a farm. The parking lot was full and that is when we realized there was a fall festival going on there. Perfect fall day weather with music and food we knew our decision was right.
I remembered my maternal grandfather who loved growing vegetables.







The pumpkins had competition. They were competing with these mums who were also huge. They were in different colors too!


Even though there were food trucks we just satisfied ourselves with a cup of hot apple cider.
There was hayride. It was too crowded so we just ended up in front of the music and just enjoyed ourselves in the midst of huge pumpkins and mums 😃! I now have to check out them next year and see if they would let us in the pumpkin patch. Would love to see them before the harvest.
So what size pumpkin did we get?

Not too big! Perfect size for our porch😊!

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