I decided that Fall is my favorite season.
Sure, Summer is fun with its sticky popsicles and trips to the lake, but it’s also notoriously busy. And makes for lots and lots and lots of laundry for this mama.
Winter. If it weren’t for Christmas, I’d write the whole thing off with its dreary, wet, cold days. While I like that we don’t have snow in this part of California, it doesn’t ever feel very “wintery”. Just gloomy and gray.
Spring…ahhh…Spring. Love me some Spring. Happy colors. Chirping birds. Buzzing bees. Fluttering butterflies.
But there’s something special about Fall.
The way the air is crisp and cool, but if you stand real still, the sun is deliciously warm.
Random bursts of rain make everything shiny and clean.
And pumpkins.
It’s official.
Fall’s my favorite.
A few years ago we found a gem of a pumpkin patch. Hidden away and discreet.
A real pumpkin patch.
No bounce houses.
No pony rides.
No perfectly painted signs.
Legit.
Just big, open fields of pumkins.
Pick ’em right off the vine.
No scales to weigh and charge by the pound.
$12 will buy you as big a pumpkin as you want to haul home.
And the search for the perfect pumpkin is intense.
It’s serious business.
While Dad and the kids wear trails in the fields looking for a pumpkin with just the right combination of giganticness, shape, and color for the front porch, Mama peruses the pretty gourds for inside the house.
Every shape, color and style.
Chatting with the farmer’s wife.
We borrow the farmer’s wagon to pull a bounty that makes the mom behind the camera tear up.
We snap a goofy photo on the staged hay bale.
And I’m shocked by the changes in just one year.
2011.
2010.
Just knock me over with a breeze.
Miss Lu was in a bad mood.
She had fallen asleep in the car and been woken up.
This is the face she made as I begged her to say cheese.
Brother takes his job very seriously.
This silly girl content to ride in the wagon and shop with mom while Brother and Sister traipsed through the fields.
Apparently sticking our tongue out is a tradition?
I cannot believe how much my kids have changed since our trip to the patch last year.
Blogging is infamously good for that.
Capturing moments. Journaling. Looking back.
I love it and hate it all at the same time.
Either way, it reminds me to go squish my babies today.
While they’re still babies.
Who am I kidding? They’ll always be babies to me.
Have you been to the pumpkin patch yet?
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What patch is it?
We’re going to the pumpkin farm next weekend! But I have to be honest, I like the fakey pumpkin patches too with the fun houses and corn mazes. But the best part is getting some apple cider and sitting on the biggest pumpkins while watching the wind blow through the colored leaves. Can’t wait!
I agree, Fall is the best!
Fall rocks! :)
love the no fuss, no frills pumpkin patch…what a steal!
Those pumpkins are ginormous!
What a great pumpkin patch! I can’t wait to take my little guy to one this weekend. And yes, fall is the best season of all! I love it. :-)
oh my gosh lucy looks so much bigger!! and fall is totally my favorite too!
We have a great pumpkin patch in our area with the hay rides, scads of kids and great food. I love it as it isn’t overpriced and it’s near a great state park. We’re trying to plan a trip this weekend.
We love that same patch – it’s close to my work too….haven’t visited it yet – but will soon!
Can’t BELIEVE how much they’ve grown in just a year. Amazing and bittersweet for sure!