This time of year arouses the need
to be in the woods. I used to use this time for adventuresome armed
hikes, aka hunting. But I'm not ready to take #1 and #2 on an armed
hike for some time. So we headed in the van and drove about 20 minutes
northward to Purgatory Chasm, the remains of the destruction caused by
a glacier melt around 30,000 years ago. The kids had a blast climbing
on the rocks, peeking in the holes and just being outdoors.
But the weekend wasn't finished, we needed a pumpkin.
We love going to the pick-your-own farms but this article in Slate I found a good corrective to this phenomena.
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