Pumpkin Hunting!

So, every year we go to Hunters Farm off of Yelm highway in Olympia. It feels pretty high class, like we're at a real pumpkin patch/x-mas tree farm. They have multiple activities for the kids, and the adults. Quad rides, Merry-go-round, Hay maze, big & little corn maze, 2 super slides, and of course a buggy hooked up to an old tractor that hauls you back and forth from the pumpkin patches.

This place is beautiful, it's on a huge chunk of land, and there's great decor everywhere too. They also sell the best hot apple cider Norm & I have ever had. This year was shaping up the same as all other years, I was super excited yesterday on the drive there.

When we arrived, we purchases our very value priced wristbands that allowed us to participate in all the activities, got some cider & quarters for the goat food machine, walked around and took some pictures. Then...it was time to head out to get our Family Pumpkins.

The old man driving us out was so sweet, he offered to take the camera & get a family shot. He also told us which seats on the buggy were the best, and remarked about what a nice family we were (he obviously doesn't know us). Then.....he said 16 little words, that shocked me, and truthfully, made me feel as though this magical place was actually just a fraud.

"Lemme take ya out to where the good punkins are, brought in today...fresh from Shelton".

What???????? My precious, special, original, unique, MAGICAL, un-like any other farm is having their pumpkins delivered....and from my own hometown?

Hunters will never be the same in my mind ever again. I picture those pumpkins as growing out there, and just ever so gently falling off their vines..into the spot in the dirt where I find them. Come to find out, it's all just a fantasy.

Thank you Hunters Farm, for crushing my dreams.