there's nothing quite like making a trip out to the renowned local farm in the fall. a chance to enjoy a hayride, feed some goats, ride a diesel engine train around the property, and, of course, pick that Perfect Pumpkin ... all while breathing the crisp, cool autumn air and staying warm in a thick jacket with a mug of hot apple cider.
or -- wait. not exactly. i mean, we did all those above things on sunday, and had a grand time. but it was 83 degrees. global warming? indian summer? whatever you call it ... it was just plain HOT. and it's really hard to get into the spirit of the season when it feels more like the fourth of july than halloween.
when we get around to carving our jack o'lanterns, i think mine is going to have a bikini on.
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