Pumpkin season has been a whirlwind of driving, activities, festivals, showcases, classes, and need I say it? pumpkins. Pumpkin season is what I call the middle of September until Halloween (sometimes beyond). I never see my husband. For the last few years I could follow him around to these activities, but with the babe – not so much.
The first festival was the Lavender Farms Harvest Festival in September. That place is gorgeous. It is in Mona, Utah. Or you could say it is the only thing in Mona, Utah. The only issue was that there were hardly any people there, and oddly, the people there all seemed to know each other. Through some observation I discovered that only the employees of the essential oil company that runs the farms ended up going, instead of the general public. But seriously who else would drive all the way out there??
This photo below is my favorite. Mae was so wound up she didn’t nap all day, she just played in the grass and pumpkins. In the late afternoon she couldn’t take it any more and just fell asleep in my arms. I couldn’t hold her for long before my weak arms began to ache, so I laid her down by the bails of hay in my jacket. She was ok, until people would walk by and scream and yell and wake her up. This is why I don’t usually go with Adam to watch him carve for 6 hours outside. Poor baby bug.
The next weekend we drove down almost as far as Mona, to Thanksgiving Point to the Giant Pumpkin Weigh Off. This year was a little sad because of the drought. Pumpkins that measured bigger weighed smaller. It was disheartening for the growers who anticipated 100′s of pounds more than their pumpkins weighed, including my father-in-law. Here is his pumpkin below. Anticipated 300 lbs – weighed closer to 200 lbs. I was super sicko pregnant on this day. I felt bad that my preggo sicks were bothering Adam, so I left early with my dad to hang out at his place until Adam was done. It worked out, because Mae was in need of some indoor time.
Now, I do have to say – for this year’s weigh-off I brought one of my tomatoes. This is one of my smaller ones, but I had already eaten my bigger ones before the weigh-off. I still submitted it though! It was pretty exciting to not even be close to a winner, but maybe next year.
Since then we have done nothing but pumpkins. Adam has carved for businesses, knife companies, neighbors, and more. He has been teaching a series of classes throughout the Salt Lake City Library system. That has been really great. He is manager at work (full-time), going to school full-time, and pumpkins. It is a wonder that I ever get to see him. Ah, thus is the plight of the pumpkin carver’s wife.