Pumpkin Patch

We went to another pumpkin patch this year. Well, we thought it was a pumpkin patch, but I don't think any pumpkins were actually grown there. It was more of a ranch with loads of pumpkins trucked in acting as decorations and souvenirs. The name should have been a give away, McKee Family Ranch. It was a big of a drive, just south of the Strip, but it was a bit more picturesque than the one we tried the first year we were here. It still seemed a little odd to be picking out pumpkins in t-shirts and shorts. It was dry and dusty and we were all grateful for the free cool lemonade after being there a couple of hours.

The girls loved riding the horses. There was rather a long line, but they didn't mind letting me stand in it for them while they ran around looking at the other animals, finding funny pumpkins and meeting other kids. With the price of admission, you get to take home your choice of pumpkin. The three kids picked out a very fun one. It was rather skinny, but very tall. Too bad someone else thought it was wonderful too, because by the time we were ready to leave, it was gone.

Isaac thought he was too big to ride, but not for feeding the horses carrots. Or the goats, pigs, sheep or turkeys. I think there was a llama too. A couple of the goats were wandering around with the chickens. The girls found this one (in the picture) under a wagon just when we were about to leave and quickly scrounged for some food to offer it.
This picture is obviously older. It's the pumpkin patch we went to several times in Germany, and this is the year it wasn't raining. The kids got a wagon ride behind a tractor from the pumpkin field to the barn yard where they got to see all the animals, loads of them. It was muddy and wet, but just beautiful. Coats, boots and plastic bags to put the boots in in the car were a must, but it remains a favorite spot in memory.