Oh, hey, it's Punkin Chunkin weekend, so what better way to celebrate than by FINALLY putting up pictures from our trip to the pumpkin patch?
If you happen to be keeping score at home, this excursion happened two weeks ago, before the snow. But you know what I always say: non-linear storytelling KICKS ASS.
There were not a whole lot of pumpkins left when we got to the patch, what with the Great Pumpkin Shortage of 2011 going on and all, but we did manage to find a nice one.
Now there are a grand total of four pumpkins on my dining room table, three real and one artifical of mysterious provenance, and it looks like we're running a halfway house for wayward and/or homeless squashes. My life is ... interesting.