After 45 years together, you’d think a trip to pick out pumpkins might lose its sparkle — but somehow, it never does. Every year, as the air turns crisp and the leaves begin to tumble, we find ourselves wandering through rows of bright orange pumpkins, pointing out our favorites and laughing over which one has the best stem or the funniest shape.
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There’s something comforting about traditions that stay the same even as everything else changes. The world moves fast, but this little ritual slows us down — a gentle reminder that simple joys are often the sweetest.
We load up our pumpkins, breathe in that unmistakable scent of fall, and smile at each other, grateful that after all these years, we still find joy in the small things — together.
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And now that we have grandkids...we get to go twice and enjoy sweet Fall with the whole gang!
(or at least some of them)
🎃 Happy Pumpkin Hunting! 🎃
Sending Cozy Hugs,
Carrie
