It was a made-to-order weekend for a visit from our upstate Baby Grands. How 'bout a hayride? Maples Farm filled the bill... little did we realize the amazing creativity we'd encounter under the most exquisite sky.
We climbed aboard and headed through a swamp, where Pumpkin People had gotten stuck in their jeep. Then, into a unique pasture. Scottish Highland cattle came bounding towards us to claim the yummy carrots our tour guide provided. Kids of all ages :-) giggled gleefully, in the presence of these shaggy, horned creatures.
After they enjoyed a considerable feast, we bid them "Adieu" and headed to the Pumpkin Patch. There, our greeters were of the prehistoric variety, each made of corn stalks and husks.
Choosing the right pumpkin is no easy task, but our group was not at all rushed. Finally, everyone was satisfied, and we headed back to the array of surprises that awaited us on the fairway. Music from a unique band that was comprised of Pumpkin People welcomed us. H and C quickly headed for the bouncy houses and slide, where they jumped and tumbled to their
hearts' content.
A curious Highland calf watched from his shelter, as children ran and played. We headed for the Haunted House. G'pa and Chloe ran through, with the goal of reaching a friendly witch at the end of the trail; she had prize lollipops. Hunter peeked in, but must have felt that G'ma couldn't provide enough protection on the course. He opted for a round of Little League practice and nearly landed the perfect pitch! Finally, we left witches and ghosts and goblins behind,
to head home.
The scenery was spectacular, as though G-d had taken a brush and personal palette to color us inspired. So, on Sunday morning, we took His suggestion. One quick demo from G'ma, and our six- and three-year-old artists were painting beautiful fall "dabbing" trees, putting colorful acrylics to good use.
And so, this is what we did with...
a painted sky,where the clouds are hung
for the poet's eye...ND/JLS
♥
