Saturday was a downtown day--the Farmer's Market and then lunch at Gillies. I walked to the library while E ran up and down a hill and checked out the jazz show. The wind was really blowing so we dropped by the house to get our kite and went to the playground. We headed back home again, and the baby went with me to the Asian market and the grocery store.
On sunday we went to Sinkland Farm to the pumpkin festival. It was chilly and clear, and Ella didn't want to leave. She and J did the corn maze--and she understood the concept and her map. She rode a little four year old brown pony named little B and petted sheep, goats, baby pigs, a horse, and a bull with wide horns and a ring in his nose. It was absolute agony to be in a pumpkin patch with two kids and no camera. Back at home we planted chrysanthemums and built a scarecrow lady in a fifties housedress with a pumpkin head. Ella was asleep by seven thirty.
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