I am always annoyed by gratuitous use of quotation marks, but I think they are warranted when I post about a "Pumpkin Patch" in Rock Springs. Because a real pumpkin patch would be an actual field of lovely pumpkins growing on their vines, not a chain link fence corralling them with other random Halloween decor. But because we live in an area where literally nothing grows and pumpkins have to be shipped in by truck for festivities such as this, we will take whatever we can get. It still beats buying your pumpkins at Smith's.
And boy, was it a beautiful afternoon.
The haunted ambulance.
We went as a family on Saturday, and the following Tuesday Declan and I got to return with his preschool class for a fun field trip.
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