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10/29/2016

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isabelledj

Long live pumpkin tradition ! my grand-father used to write our names on during summer ... so great !

Diana

I've never been to a pumpkin patch, but I sure love visiting one on your blog!

Joan

We don't have a pumpkin patch farm to visit in the high desert. Boo Hoo. We have the commercial ones with the pitched tents, a few hay bales with pumpkins lined up like soldiers...not scenic at all. But if I found myself in a pumpkin patch like yours...I would not be able to do a thing but smile from ear to ear. Pumpkins have that affect on me.

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