That's right, it's that time of year again- pumpkin time.
To be honest, we had a good time hunting down pumpkins, but for the 1st time since getting here to FL I have to say, "it was nothing like home".
To me, it's not just the pumpkin itself, but all that encompasses you this time of year: the crisp air, acre after acre of rolling hills polka dotta orange and red, and of course the aroma of hot apple cider tainted a wee bit by hay and horse......
.....Not quite the same total body experience when the pumpkins are stacked neatly on crates with a palm tree back drop, hunting for that perfect pumpkin in shorts, but we'll take it. AND..... the girls didn't mind one bit!
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