Last weekend we went out to Corley Ranch, the local pumpkin patch. Back when I was in high school, we used to buy hay for our horses from this place, but then it was simply a residence and not the operation it is today. We spent hours there and had a great time, they had all kinds of fun stuff and everyone was very relaxed and friendly.
only tons of varieties of pumpkins, but weird & wonderful gourds,
too. The kid's eyes popped and she kept wading into the vines and
emerging with more strange gourds.
We got a ride on the horse-drawn carraige, pulled by a 32 year old fella named Chance.
Chance was a chill dude.
We told his handler that hands down, she had the best job on the farm.
The secret to making the pigs run that fast is out--Oreos!
They had a little train for the kids...
...which strangely, had a pig's face with, um...steer horns. I swear this thing watched me all day.
Milkweed plants were growing near the irrigation ditch and sending out seeds like mad.
the way out we stopped at the shed that held all kinds of stuff. We
came away with some kick-ass pumpkin butter and a jar of
pomegranate-cranberry jelly. I offered to get J. some of the one on the
right, but surprisingly he declined. We were amused by how similar
they looked, and briefly toyed with the idea of switching labels.
OK, cue juvenile giggle:
Our haul for the day...
photo doesn't do the biggest one justice, it's a monster. We may go
back with grandma this weekend, her lady's group is going to have a
craft booth there, I made some origami turkeys and spirals to donate.