Even adults and mostly-adults enjoy a visit to the local pumpkin patch.
I couldn't get anyone else "on board" to ride in a improvised train made of blue barrels.
The train engineer drove like a Halloween fiend!
The hayride guy drove much more slowly, head down, no eye contact.
When I asked him about his day, he said he'd need alot more business to have a good day.
And when I asked about the UPC stickers on all these pumpkins ...
... he kicked a clod and admitted they're Canadian pumpkins.
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