We went to a farm this weekend to ring in the fall. I wanted to go to about 8 farms but my husband is a man of moderation so he siphoned all the gas out of the cars the minute we got back and I had to settle for just one. Wanna see?
There were about 1,000 scarecrows there, but I think the only thing they were good at scaring was humans. They ranged from creepy to bizarre.
Here is one entangled in a fence:
One impaled on a fence:
One doing something obscene to a fence:
And one who apparently had enough of the fences:
Anyway. This is what happens when you ask 2 kids who never touch each other to give each other a hug for a picture:
And here you see Rocco’s unbridled joy on the train ride:
And in the hay pit:
And on the flying pumpkins:
And sitting on the old-fashioned tractor:
He really wears his emotions on his sleeve. Well, his single emotion anyway.
Oh well; at least two of us had a good time!