'Bloom' Baby!!

It's that time of year again!!! Bloom Where You're Planted was calling our name today thanks to it's military appreciation day. We absolutely adore this farm. It is perfect. And quaint. And all together lovely.

 
 Me and Isaak both agreed that in the event we ever retire and are fortunate enough to have a little piece of land to call our own...we will be makin' this garden trellis tunnel.

 Complete with massive gourds and larger than your face sized leaves.

The horses are always the girls favorite part.

This little strip of land is my favorite spot here. It's nestled in between the corn fields and horses with grand views of the sky and very gently rolling hills of farmland. It'd be the perfect spot to plop down on a blanket, bask in the softness of 68 degrees, the warm sun, the picture perfect cloudless blue sky, and just watch and enjoy creation....if only horses didn't attract so many flies.

 Moving on, lots to see....

Well, this is new! Every year we come they've added something else.

Isaak thought he'd take that horse saddle swing thingy for a spin after seeing Sydaleigh on it. He nearly biffed it trying to get on. That contraption is not adult friendly. Very wiggly. Much more wiggly than it looks. If only he'd a face planted it...that woulda been hilarious! (not that I get some sick sense of enjoyment our of seeing my husband or any other person face plant it...but well, maybe I do...a little bit! If they don't get hurt that is. I have a twisted sense of humor that finds toe stubbing and whacky falls quite funny. I have a deep love for America's Funniest Home Video's. )

 

Climbing the hay!

"Ta-Da!"

"Come on, jump with me."

"Hmm, I don't think so."

 "WHAAA!!!!"

"Oh. Well that wasn't so bad." 

 "Lets do it again!"

CORN PIT!!!!!

 We do love ourselves a good pit filled with corn kernels.

 the only problem with loving a good corn pit,

 is that when you do things like this....

 like getting buried up to your eyeballs...

means lots of corn in places it shouldn't be. 

It gets in your ears, your shirt, your shoes, your socks,

I dumped out about fifty or so kernels from Marvi's underwear after we got home.

.....after the corn pit we took another pit stop to play on the new tire swing

 dress Marvelly up like a scarecrow, she dug it. :~)

feed a goat and play with a new water device thingy. 

 and then it was off to hunt for some pumpkins

Sydaleigh wanted a big one. So Isaak said if she could carry it, she could have it. 

That girl picked herself out a mammoth sized pumpkin. And she carried it. 

She was very proud of herself and her mammoth five year old strength.We were too.

Marvelly on the other hand was quite content with her "baby" pumpkin. Literally, baby. She cradled that thing in the car and pretended it was a baby on the way home. 

Oh.my. They are entirely too cute. :~) Great Saturday at our favorite Fall hangout.