There was a crowded bike race in our local park, so walking was
not a possibility. Sam and his girlfriend came
along and we headed for a farm just outside the
city limits, that Steven and I love.
The farm owners let you walk out into their fields and
fields of pumpkins and pick your own -- a spectacular experience
on an out-of-this world, beautiful, fall day. We marveled at
the scenery, and waited for the big tractor, pulling a merry
family of passengers to pick up our selections.
Free range hens in the pen
for the weekend, because the
Rooster is over protective
(Normally the hens on this farm run wild like the hen seen
here outside the chicken coop)
day, and singing our brains out as we drove through
magnificent country roads and headed home.
No art today. The table is still dressed for dining.
Back at it tomorrow.
Have a loving nature day.
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