We thought about making the trip to a real, live pumpkin patch this year…
but Lily and Beckham went with their Pre-school class last week.
So I had to wonder if they’d think our funny, little- bitty patch was…you know…lame.
After all, what could possibly be exciting about 4 or 5 pumpkins growing in the backyard after seeing one of the real true Linus type pumpkin patches?
As it turns out, there just seems to be something magical and lovely about stomping around in a nearly forgotten, spent garden…
to find just the right pumpkin. The one that feels like it has always been yours.
The one that feels like it already has your name carved on it…somehow.
Kinda made our patch feel very, very real…after all.