It's October. It's in the 80s. And we are picking pumpkins. In what can now be called an annual tradition - the Bean has participated every year of her life - we spent a day with CuzzieAuntie Laura and CuzzieUncle Garett at Kruger's Farm on Sauvie Island watching pigs, eating sausages, riding horses, taking a tractor/hay ride, and picking pumpkins that I never have any intention of carving.
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