the pumpkin patch at ardenwood farms

I grew up near a real pumpkin patch. You know, the kind where the pumpkins grow on vines (instead of magically appearing evenly spaced in a dirt patch) and you can see the pumpkin flowers, the tiny green pumpkins, and the big orange grown-up pumpkins. I didn't realize at the time how special that was.

Now we have to drive 45 minutes just to get to any kind of pumpkin patch with actual dirt, and the pumpkins still aren't anywhere near a vine. Oh well. One of these days we'll get to Half Moon Bay and do it right.

In the meantime we enjoy the heck out of the hay mazes, the giant hay pyramid, the pumpkin scarecrows, and the fact that grandma comes with us to give a little science lesson every time we pass a split-open pumpkin with its seeds spilling out. 

Finn was determined to find the biggest pumpkin this year, and he did. Leo was determined to find one he could carry himself. Also a success. 

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