The pumpkin patch

I have never gone to a big pumpkin patch…and decided it was about time.
Let’s go.
After I got out of the car, I walked around before I got to the big patch.

First things first.  I passed through a tent with a display of Indian corn,

pepitas

and already cut pumpkins of various sizes.
Nice looking, aren’t they?

Now get to work.

Grab a wheelbarrow. Pick any you like and take a hike around the patch.

There is one pumpkin, two pumpkins, and three.

Then there are isles of three and five 5, and more.

There are a few crushed and mushed, but they had plenty to go around.

Over yonder, there are pumpkin man and pumpkin woman guarding their patch day and night.

Then there are those —-well— can I say––
Gone pumpkin crazy.

Look, look what do we have here?
A mammoth sunflower.
Yoo-hoo! It’s face, almost big as the wheelbarrow.

I got too distracted by the sunflower patches that
I started going taking pictures of it.

Right, where was I —-yes pumpkin shopping?

I bent down and grabbed a long steam of a cut pumpkin
Ow, there was little thorns…
Speaking of stems,
This is how the fresh grow in the field.

Aren’t they beautiful, too?

Now that I seen a nice variety, Should I get the white, green, or orange pumpkin?

Or the little one or the gourd?

One thing is for sure. You better get to the patch early because all the good pumpkins have been nabbed.