Saturday, the family gathered at our house for a 'comfort food' lunch of homemade tacos and Spanish Rice, followed by shortbread cookies and ice cream. We gathered up our mud boots and piled into the car, heading for Craven Farm in Snohomish. It's a family-owned farm between Snohomish and Monroe, far out into the country. There is a corn maze, and a number of outbuildings that house a market of farm produce and canned goods, face painting, historical data about the area, and a play area for children. The large pumpkin patches are the main attraction, and once you arrive at the farm and park your car, you head toward the large wheelbarrow corral and choose one big enough to hold the pumpkins you plan to pick out in the fields.
My granddaughter Kaila was overwhelmed by all of the people and sights and sounds of our lovely Fall day--blue skies, sun and temperatues in the 60's. She jumped in the wagon provided for us, and we all headed out into the pumpkin patches. There was a patch with small pumpkins, and further away, a patch with very large pumpkins.
It was so hard to choose! We stayed in the small patch first, and Kaila checked all of the pumpkins for the right color and shape (even at 5, she is a discerning customer of all things pumpkin!). By the time we headed for the large pumpkins, we had four small ones in the wagon.
I needed help with the two large pumpkins I chose for the front yard, but they were worth the effort. They look so nice in front of the flower beds in the front yard, one on each side of my small statue of St. Francis of Assisi.
It was a wonderful day full of fun, accomplishment, and family memories.
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