Surprisingly, for a girl from the midwest, I’ve never actually worked a farm. I gone to petting zoos and I’ve been on a farm. But I’ve never actaully picked anything. Until this last weekend. Emily had managed to find a pumpkin patch out east that not only allowed you to pick your own pumpkins, you also got to pick other foods. You hopped on the back of a tractor, just like all those old-fashioned hay-rides. Then you just hopped off all around the farm to grab what you liked.
Jay and I set off to pick some green beams, while Emily tackled the carrots. Now we all thought that you could just pull them up by the stems like, you know, Bugs Bunny does. Bugs lied to us! You’ve gotta dig them up by your bare hands. Or more aptly, my Emily’s bare hands. Oops. Sorry Em!
Corn fields are creepy. Not just from the movie Children of the Corn. But you do totally get lost in there. You can’t see the way out, or the way you came. You lose all sense of direction. But we did find tasty ears of corn.
They also had a crazy corn maze there too. I haven’t been in a corn maze since I left MO. It was super fun, except for the fact that Jaybob is a creeper. And kept running around screaming, “Children of the Corn!” And chasing us around. Butthead.
End of the day, we used these little wagons to tote our stuff back to the car.