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A Visit to the Pumpkin Patch

It’s harvest time here.  Well, not exactly “here” in the city, but out and about in places where farms and crops are de rigeur.  Our family decided to embark on a little journey to the “country” in search of apples and pumpkins.

There, in the modest hills, trees were already starting to change color.  The yellows, oranges, and reds gave us a glimpse of good things yet to come.

Stone houses and old Civil War era, run-down, pillared plantations, red barns and white silos dotted the countryside.  The air turned slightly cool and cows grazed in the fields.

Naturally, Misha and Grisha traveled with us.  Everyone wanted an afternoon in the country, not to mention that Scotties like excursions of the sniffing-around variety, and Scotties like apples-!  It wasn’t long until a Farm Market appeared on the horizon.

Set up with mounds of mums and piles of pumpkins, this was just the kind of place we needed.  The girls posed in a throne for “Pumpkin Queens” and all of the kids stuck their heads through a big mural of dancing farm animals as we captured them in action.

There were pumpkins painted with funny faces, and gourds galore.  There were big pumpkins, small pumpkins, curvy pumpkins, and twisted pumpkins.  Try getting four kids to decide on bringing home ONE….  As I thought about it, the Farm Market would be a great place for corporate team-building exercises.

“Nitney?” an older woman asked me, strolling by with a slice of apple she had just cut from the apple in her hand.

Benedetto and I took the proffered slices.

A couple of moments later, a young teen fellow happened along with his sample.


There we were, chomping down again.  After a few times of this, I felt we had to make a purchase just to get out of eating any more.  I started reading the paper bags in which the apples were stored on table after table.

“A quarter peck…” I puzzled.  “How much is a quarter peck?”

“Probably the amount in the bag,” said my ever-helpful spouse.

I was about to exile him to spend some time with Peter Piper so they could pick a peck together, when he spied huge apple dumplings on a baker’s rack, right next to the apple pies.  Our whole purpose in buying apples was for me… to bake him… an apple pie, so he chuckled and said to me in our secret lingua, “Twelve dollars,” scoffing at such a high price out in the country.

But the dumplings… they were cute… five to a round pan… one baked apple in the middle of each thick dough surround.

“We’ll take two trays,” he told the elderly woman offering to help.

“How much are they?” I asked, again in our secret lingua, wondering why no price was posted.  How much could five apple dumplings cost, after all?

“Twelve dollars,” she said.

“In that case, we’ll take one tray.”

The children picked out a prize pumpkin, which would be liberally swabbed with Vick’s Vapor Rub to keep the squirrels off of it, and placed outside our front door.  That’s our big nod to the season, lol.

That, and apple pies.




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  1. I never knew you could put Vicks Vapo Rub on a pumpkin to keep sqirrels off!! After a lifetime of living in the country and visiting farms too. Go figure.

    • avatar admin says:

      We came upon it by necessity, Wendy-! Each year, the squirrels would eat any decoration we put up. Finally, we were in a Colonial setting and every house or building had lemons, apples, pineapples in holiday displays over doors. We asked how they kept any animals from eating the fruits. They suggested either cayenne pepper or Vicks. We tried the pepper (which they say can also be used when planting spring bulbs) and the squirrels were smiling and doing the Mexican Hat Dance. Did not faze them at all. They liked their food hot and spicy. So we turned the pumpkin chomped-side toward the house and slathered the rest with Vicks. Never a problem again! 🙂

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