One of my favorite times of year, Fall beckons us to recognize the ephemeral quality of time and to savor the crisp mornings and brilliant colors afforded by the harvest season. To honor this special time of year, Andy, Harrison and I set out to join the masses one gorgeous Saturday afternoon at a pumpkin patch on Sauvie's Island. Although originally turned off by the droves of families tromping around what looked like a quiet, simple farm much of the year, we were soon drawn into the magic of the celebration with the smell of roasted corn and caramel apples wafting through the fields of orange and yellow gems.
Before hitting the fields in search for the perfect pumpkin, we fueled up on delicious German sausages and organic wheat beer while enjoying watching all of nature's creatures frolic in the fields.
Harrison loved checking out the farm animals, crawling through the fields, and inspecting each pumpkin for perfection. Much pointing was involved in the quest, and thanks to Harrison's excellent eye and direction, we finally settled on one orange and green beauty which now happily sits at our doorstep.
Over there,
around that cornstalk,
perhaps up in the air,
down the hill,
and over several spoiled pumpkins,
sat the most beautiful, perfect pumpkin of them all!
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