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| "Or maybe it is just Fall, and so everything is softer round the edges, and a little bit frayed." |
I love Fall; everything about it. I think last year was the first year I truly appreciated it, and ran with open arms to greet it. It seems like when you're growing up, things like seasons don't mean as much- or you just don't notice them like you should, and then all of the sudden you wake up and realize that things like seasons make you happy- they are the blissful things that come round once a year to offer change, and renewal and beauty.
We celebrated the Halloween weekend by visiting a pumpkin patch. I'm not sure what's wrong with my camera, and when peering at the picture above I can arguably say that maybe there isn't a thing wrong with it, because it produced such a lovely Pumpkin Wonderland, which is an accurate portrayal of the aura of our night.
We first went out to dinner:
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| The beginning of our mural-our waiter was pleased. |
Then off to the Pumpkin Patch:
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| The shapes of some were tumorous, and overall questionable.. |
David was very happy to be measured at the pumpkin patch- he just can't stay away from the camera, that one.
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| We tried to find a Baby-ish pumpkin to include our little gem tucked away in my tummy, and this, sadly, was the creme of the crop. |
On our way out, we were well-wished by these fellas:
More particularly, this guy:
Happy Halloween and Happy Fall, to all. (:
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