We hadn't gone in a few years and the grandkids were still willing so off we went to Lees Farm in Tualatin OR. There seems to be new varieties of pumpkins every year but all that came home with us were the standard, no-wart, orange--except Grandpa's. He is rather fond of the white ones.
With multiple piles and all kinds of shapes, sizes and colors there were enough there for us to choose from. I don't know how other fared but they shouldn't have any any problem finding the perfect one. And did I mention that it was perfect weather? Not a drop of rain.
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