I've been seeing all these pictures of people going to the Pumpkin Patch, having fun in the fall sun.. It made me want to go so bad, and over the weekend, that's what my boyfriend, Corey, and I did.
It's been almost 20 years since I've been to a Pumpkin Patch. I always remember going to one with my family, and for school field trips. Actual Indians owned it, and it was so much fun. Then for some reason they went out of business... so upsetting.
Since I moved to the farm life in Pennsylvania, I thought there had to be a Pumpkin Patch near by, and I was right. We ended up going to Whistle Pig Pumpkin Patch. It was about 40 minutes away, such a beautiful drive through the valley, and the mountains, with the windows rolled down, looking at the leaves fall off the trees.
When we got there, the first thing I did was go pet the Goats, what can I say, I love animals.. then we picked our pumpkins! Of course Corey had to pick the 60lb pumpkin.. the biggest out of them all! Mine was pretty big, too. I also found a few that were in the dollar bin, they were beautiful, I can't believe they were only a dollar each. (They turned out to be my favorite). After we picked our pumpkins, we went on a free hay ride around the farm. Then we went through the Corn Maze! I felt like we were kids again.
It was so much fun, the only thing missing was my family. Maybe next year, they'll come up, and we'll go again!