The annual pumpkin picking tradition commenced last week. I think my favorite of all holiday traditions. Mainly because I’m not freezing or lost in the mountains.
On a beautiful fall day, surrounded by the colorado mountains, and fields of sunflowers (new this year!) and corn.
Our favorite little pumpkin patch is getting busier and busier each year. It’s not as quaint and quiet as it used to be, but it’s still my favorite. And we managed to pick a few pumpkins out of the field (our favorite part) and lug them back to the car. Along with corn stalks. We got lost in the corn maze and pet the animals. A full day of fall awesomeness.