Sunday, we visited Burts Pumpkin farm. My sister Connie and Josh's stepbrother BJ and his family went with us. We took a hayride through the North Georgia mountains, in the crisp cool autumn air. The trail leads through tranquil mountain stream into popcorn and pumpkin fields. After stopping at the pumpkin house to hear Burt’s talking pumpkins, Autumn and Gourdy, the hayride then proceeds on a two mile trip down a winding mountain road. The hayride ends looking down from a panoramic hilltop view of Burt’s farm and breath taking Amicalola Falls.
We seen thousands of Pumpkins from 1 pound to 150. The farm was filled Indian corn, cornstalks, hay bales, winter squash, gourds and fall decorations. Blake wanted to walk around and explore the pumpkin patches, he in no way wanted to be held. We had a nice time. I love Autumn. The nice breeze blowing your hair and the beautiful colors around you. I love the burnt oranges, reds, and browns.
Its sad to say, but I think this is our first family photo since we left the hospital with Blake. He is now 18 months old too.
BJ and his family.