pumpkin pickers

Burt's Pumpkin Farm

Can I have this one, Mom?

I wonder if I can get a discount for the imperfections?

Madison, Sarah, and Racheal - pumpkin pickers extraordinaire.

We waited our turn to jump into the traffic, timing it just right like playing jump rope on the schoolyard, and followed the line of cars with a single destination in mind as if receiving ESP from the Great Pumpkin herself.

Like Halloween zombies we joined in the flow down the hill from the parking lot, into the sea of orange and crowd of people. Our senses were bombarded with the sights and sounds and smells of the pumpkin patch.

Photo ops abounded, babies in wheelbarrows, kids picking out the perfect one, parents capturing it all in their digital memories and virtual scrapbooks.

Shopping done, wheelbarrow full, our noses guided us toward that heavenly smell of baked pumpkin pie and pumpkin bread.

All was quiet on the ride home, with full bellies and a trunk full of pumpkins, another annual tradition checked off the to do list on this fall day..

~photo album here