The Great Pumpkin Hunt

The trees are just starting to turn here in the Corn Country and every other day there is a hint of fall but today the weather was in the high 70's and windy. Nonetheless a pumpkin hunt we were on. A quick stop at Blimpies for lunch and here we come a huntin'. I saw an advertisement for a church fall festival in a near by town and thought that might be just enough to get a fall fix and a pumpkin. I found the church as we slowed down and realized a fall festival in a converted gas station church was not going to do the trick to get me in a treat mood. "So let's just keep driving on this country road until we find something." About 5 miles down the road was the perfect pumpkin hunting ground. A farm house with pumpkins encircling every high pruned maple tree in the yard, lots of friendly wooden spooks, gourds, Indian corn, a corn maze, a pony, some goats, and cows. Jackpot! We unload and checked out some pumpkins and then decide to walk around. We entered the corn maze long enough for Gavin to get hot and tired and exited out the way we came in. We have yet to complete a corn maze from the start to the correct finish. The big boys checked out the huge round bales of hay jumping from one to the other and Brenden and I checked out the animals. We got stuck by the cows. Brenden bee-lined for them waving off the thousands of flies in his way so he could watch them eat. We stayed there for a while and they got comfortable enough that they tried to see if we had anything to give them. Their noses are pretty wet and their tongues are like sandpaper when they lick you. I tried to get B close enough for him to feel but their size got him a little timid. Waving good bye to the Moo-Cows and waving off the flies again we ventured back to find the rest of the boys. They made quick time of picking out their perfect pumpkins and back home we drove. I am ready for some Trick or Treating!