I love this time of year, when you can feel the seasons changing and see the different colours all around. I love digging out all my woollies and wellies and getting wrapped up to go out in the cold weather. For some reason this season always brings back childhood memories, I remember crunching through the leaves and collecting conkers, picking up pine cones and puddle jumping. This year I really wanted to start a new tradition for Autumn; pumpkin picking. We don’t do anything wildly exciting for Halloween but we always carve pumpkins so surely we should have a go at picking our own.
There are a few farms near us opening their pumpkin patch to the public but we opted for Poplar Farm near Ormskirk. This is such a great little site but it was very busy so be aware you may have to wait for a wheelbarrow. We donned our wellies, picked up a very pretty pink wheelbarrow and set off in search of the perfect pumpkin.
It was quite an overcast day but I liked that, it all added to the atmosphere. It was fantastic to look out over the fields and spot the orange dots. My husband set off in search of the perfect patch for us and he was eagerly darting amongst the pumpkins, only the very best would do! He may have been the most excited out of all of us. Lucas loved it and Arthur and Brandon sat quite happily in the wheelbarrow as if it was the most fun they had ever had.
We were there longer than I thought we would be and it was such a fun afternoon. I would really recommend that you hunt out your own local pumpkin picking site; Lucas was so excited that he could pick his own and we would be taking it home with us. It also gave me a chance to trap the munchkins in a wheelbarrow so I could get a photograph of all three of them, it didn’t mean they would stay still but they had a great time! Brandon kept throwing his hands in the air like he was on some sort of rollercoaster and I’m sure they would have sat in there all afternoon giggling at each other.
On the way home with three sleeping boys I just kept saying how much I had enjoyed it, not only the pumpkin patch, which was fantastic but it was just so lovely to get out as a family. It is getting easier now the twins are older and we can start to really enjoy our time outdoors (with Nanny for reinforcements!) I feel like we’ve started a little family tradition that the boys will look forward to every year and hopefully they’ll remember it fondly when they are all grown up. I now have four very large pumpkins sitting in my kitchen but the memories we made from picking them are really rather special.