This week we went to the pumpkin patch. The South Florida version that is. This amounts to a vacant lot next to the highway, between a gas station and a fast food restaurant. As far as my son is concerned though, it's a little piece of country heaven. He had a blast running between the rows of trucked in pumpkins and touching the prickly hay bales.
They had Indian corn and mini pumpkins for sale as well. I loved the antique items they used to display old Halloween decorations and of course the scarecrows they made. We picked up a couple of pumpkins and one bunch of Indian corn for our front porch. I realized while trying to take pictures that he really needed a haircut and that was our next stop.