Pumpkin Day 2010

Well sorry for the long delay but I have returned. Those who have been reading my blog know I don't usually upload more than a few pictures. Today is going to be a little different, while there are only a few pictures of me (sad I know), this blog is primarily photographs. When we moved from Salt Lake City to Farmington my father found out that our new house had quite a large field next to the house which gave him an idea. So he decided to plant a crop of pumpkins in order to sell them in October, and as laughable as that idea was to me, it worked out pretty well.

These first two shots are just some artistic shots taken by Kim

This picture was taken from the back of the pumpkin patch. Thats our house on the left of the shot. It was nearly impossible to get a picture of the whole patch, but this one was pretty good. My dad planted about 100 plants which produced around 150 pumkins. Who knew he had it in him?

Here is the old man hard at work. Spent about four hours harvesting about half of the field. After the pumpkins were picked he washed and weighed each one. Mom set the prices at three, four, and five dollars depending on the size and quality.

I decided to supervise the operation. He would wheel me out to the field and I would point to the pumpkins to make sure he didn't miss any. Plus it didn't look like dad was working as hard as he could have been, and the wheel-barrow ride was quite enjoyable.

Picture of me with the cash crop. Most of the pumpkins were about the size of a soccer ball and weighed between 10 and 15 pounds. Notice the white bathroom scale in the picture? Thats how dad would measure the weight of the pumpkins, he would stand on the scale with a pumpkin, then subtract his own body weight from the total to get the weight of each one. At first I thought the pumpkins scaled in at 40+ pounds, but then I realized Dad has probably put on a few LB's.

This is the sign Mom made for the corner of our yard. Contrary to what the sign says, we do have more than one for sale.

This is my very own personal pumpkin. Mom carved my name into a pumpkin when it was little and as the pumpkin grew, so did the scar. Even though her grammar is a little off, she is pretty dang awesome.

Lights

Not much to write about today, its late and I think Dad is a little sick. No one makes that many trips to the bathroom unless they are. Well, I gotta go, I'm very busy trying to find all the light switches in the house, they're awesome!

Check back tomorrow, Mom keeps talking about something called "pumpkin day", should be interesting.

Until next time, have a safe journey.

Home

Well it is good to be home. New Mexico was a blast although the ride to and from was less then pleasant. I did book a five star drive for the trip down there. I was promised a smooth ride with plenty of elegant food, top notch entertainment, all in a plush seat with plenty of leg room. I would have been a fool to pass up such an offer, right? Wrong! As I began the trip I realized what was really behind the curtain.

The Plush seat I was promised turned out to be the same drab car seat I have been requisitioned to by my parents, it was just in a more luxurious surrounding. What about the elegant food? Well there was plenty of food, calling it elegant would be like trying to pass off a chicken fried steak T.V. dinner as a Filet Mignon. Just because the food came from a place named Burger King, does not make it elegant, it provides the gift of constipation. To make things worse, apparently "top notch" entertainment is another way to say "previously viewed" entertainment. The only thing that was five star was the service. I had personal drive liaisons seated on my left and on my right. They would feed me whenever I needed, and although it wasn't elegant food, my liaisons did there best to make it readily available. They would prop up my feet and provide me with warm blankets (although a certain blue and white blanket only kept me warm one out of the four times I used it... weird). They had pre selected some of my favorite books to read as well as a few of my favorite toys. They even provided an i-Pad for my own personal use. I really do give them high marks for service. The "smooth ride" was smooth but broke down for an hour on the way home. While I waited for the repairs to be made I had the earnest pleasure of seeking shelter under a melon stand during a downpour. Maybe that was the elegant food I was promised, or at least a remedy to the constipation. The next time I book travel I will be sure to ask for references and book one way, so I can leave my options open for the return trip.

On a side note, I highly recommend heading down to New Mexico for the annual Balloon Fiesta that is held there every year. It is truly something to behold. I attached a few pictures of my visit to the fiesta. Until next time, enjoy the rest of your evening.