Pumpkin Patch Musings

When my sister called me on Sunday, I was knee deep in a list of things that had to get done. She asked if I wanted to go with her to a pumpkin patch in DeKalb, and I answered, “Sure!”


Of course I wanted to spend time with her, but I also knew what she was really asking.

“Do you want to take a ride to the country this afternoon so we can scarf down some of those homemade apple cinnamon donuts?”

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Honestly, there isn’t anything I don’t love about visiting one of these pumpkin patches.

The scent of fall in the air, the rosy-cheeked children running amiss; the first chance to wear that new sweater…


Escaping the real world for a while.


Discovering new things.

Old drawers turned berry picking crates?


Experiencing the harvest first hand.


Vowing to find a purpose in everything…


…and everyone…


…and everyday.

Vowing to find a purpose in everything, everyone and everyday.

Although I got absolutely nothing done that day but share a dozen apple cinnamon donuts with my sister,

I believe I did it with purpose.  And maybe a stomach ache later on.

Here’s hoping your day has purpose!

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