As part of Kenny's birthday week festivities, we decided to go apple picking. It turns out it is not easy to go apple picking when you live in Denver. The nearest apple orchard was over an hour away, and you had to make reservations a long time ago to go there. Who knew? Where we're from there's apples enough for everyone.
Instead, we went to the pumpkin patch. It turned out to be a giant one, with a long train of cars weaving through acres and acres of pumpkins. We found the perfect/first non-rotten pumpkin, and then headed over to meet the sheep, pigs, and goats.
Happy fall! And happy birthday Kenny & Andrew!
Instead, we went to the pumpkin patch. It turned out to be a giant one, with a long train of cars weaving through acres and acres of pumpkins. We found the perfect/first non-rotten pumpkin, and then headed over to meet the sheep, pigs, and goats.
Happy fall! And happy birthday Kenny & Andrew!
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