We came. We saw. We picked some pumpkins. There was a hay ride and a corn maze. We made some memories to last a lifetime. And it's a good thing because our pumpkins were stolen off our porch and smashed into the neighbor's mailbox. All that remains from our triumphant pumpkin pick are these pictures and a few loose stocks of hay still stuck to the bottom of our shoes. But never fear, Smith's Market Place is here and they sell pumpkins too.
The neighbors who had their mailboxes smashed have all been looking at me with suspicion. It's like they're thinking, "hmmm ... these look like your pumpkins - and why did you say that your mailbox wasn't damaged again?"
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