fall memories: creating new memories.

It isn't fall without a trip to the pumpkin path. I have to say it is a lot different going to a pumpkin patch in Arizona. In Pennsylvania there is usually a chill in the air, leaves changing, and the smell of autumn. If you stay near the city of Phoenix it’s still pretty hot and you don’t really have leaves, just a lot of cacti. It’s still a lot of fun to go pick pumpkins. It didn’t really matter to Aurora that there were no leaves or trees, all she cared about was having a good time and picking her perfect pumpkin.



If you're wondering who the old dude is in the blue shirt, that's my dad. My parents came in for the first time since we moved here. They've been here for three weeks. It's been a really nice visit but I'm exhausted! They'll be here till Tuesday and we'll get to see them again for Thanksgiving when we fly back to Pittsburgh. It's strange being this far from "home" but absents makes the heart grow fonder, right?

Have you made a trip to a pumpkin patch yet? Any other fall plans in the works?