A Day At the Patch
Ryan and I LOVE a good pumpkin patch. We try to go pick out pumpkins from an actual patch every year—though it can be kind of hard to find a pick-your-own place. We had a great patch when we lived in Indiana during grad school:
(get a load of Ryan’s short hair!!)
…in Pennsylvania, not so much. This place:
…sold itself as a pick-your-own patch, but when we got there, it was just a big pile of pre-picked pumpkins! At least Ella had fun meeting a reindeer…
The patch we went to today—Tate Farms– was perfect. There were fields of pumpkins for picking your own:
Plus ALL sorts of pumpkins already picked and ready to be bought (and perfect for a little photography practice):
In addition to all of the gourde action, there were all sorts of other attractions.
A cotton bin for kids to jump and play in:
…and hayrides out to the fields.
Our journey to the pumpkin patch also provided us with an exciting first—Ryan’s first cotton field!
The crops that have grown around us have changed as we’ve moved from place to place. In Indiana, we were surrounded by corn fields…Pennsylvania had more corn, plus rolling hills and lots of livestock…and now, in Alabama, we’ve found ourselves surrounded by…
COTTON! If you drive about five minutes outside of Huntsville, there are cotton fields everywhere. It’s a familiar sight for me—cotton fields were common in Shreveport when I was growing up. But, coming from Seattle, Ryan said he’d never seen an actual field of cotton until today.
All in all, today was the perfect fall day. We bought a slice of Tate Farm’s “famous” pumpkin pie to enjoy with dinner tonight. And of course, we bought pumpkins as well…but you’ll have to wait until we carve them to catch a glimpse.
Hope you’re having a great Saturday!