Harvest time

A trip to the Swart Pumpkin Farm this afternoon was quite successful.

We all hiked to the garden in the far corner of the backyard -- a grueling trip of 30, maybe 40 paces (the little ones and I pretended to be on a jouncy, bouncy hay wagon, much to the chagrin of my teens and their friends who happened to be over) -- and picked not one, not two, not three... but FIVE beautiful pumpkins!

This was our best pumpkin harvest ever. But, I thought, too bad that we didn't have six -- one for each person in the family.

Then, later in the afternoon, I went alone to the garden to do some fall cleanup work, and what did I find but another pumpkin! It had been hiding in the hedge around the garden perimeter.

Let the carving begin!