Monday, November 17, 2008
Being Boxed
Homemade Halloween Costume
Apple Tasting Festival
Don't Stop to Smell the Flowers
Puddle Stomping and Chicken Chasing
A Real Pumpkin Patch
It was a misty October morning when some friends took us to get pumpkins. We jumped on the tractor bus and rode to this sprawling muddy field. And then it dawned on me; I had never been to a real pumpkin patch where you actually pulled the pumpkin off the vine, tendrils and all. I was used to perfectly spaced, dry stemmed pumpkins sitting in a hay field. This field was alive with baby frogs, slugs, and cord vines that kept tripping Sekani as he looked for his plump squash. "I want a white one."
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