the pumpkin patch
Last week we went on a field trip with No. 3’s preschool class to the local pumpkin patch.
#3 is in a class with two of his best buddies {who happen to have mommies who are two of my best buddies, with older siblings who are some of #2’s best buddies} so we all went along to join in on the fun.
We went on a hayride …
{K.C. and the kids}
We played in the corn room …
{what kid wouldn’t like jumping into a huge room full of dried corn kernels?!}
We took a ride on a cattle train …
Walked through the corn maze …
Did a little bit of learning …
{did you know that for every silk tassel on an ear of corn, there is a kernel inside receiving it’s nutrients from it? Fascinating stuff can be learned at the farm on a preschool field trip.}
And, of course, we chose some pumpkins …
When we reached the top of the hill after selecting our pumpkins, we saw this …
I really wish a photo would be able to capture the beauty of Mt. Rainier on a sunny day. It is pretty spectacular.
Which got me thinking … I had just returned from Florida where I was pretty impressed with the climate, the sandy beaches, the southern hospitality. So impressed, I started questioning why we live where we do.
And yet, there I stood surrounded by beauty of a different kind. The air was crisp, the leaves were turning, the ground was muddy and the mountain was out. It made me realize for a moment that I really do love Washington state. It may rain a lot {did you notice my new rain boots? My first pair since I was a kid … it was about time!}, it may not have the most ideal climate, but it sure is beautiful in it’s own evergreen kind of way.
So lesson learned. I will appreciate where I live and enjoy the beautiful autumn season we enjoy here.
And I’ll probably drink a few pumpkin spice lattes while I’m at it.
