This past weekend we made a pilgramige out to the farm to go pumpkin picking.Â This used to be a favorite activity of mine, getting out to the countryside, spending a leisurely day at the farm.Â But it seems that those days are gone for good.Â Like many things that are fun family activities, word eventually gets out, and our nice quiet little farm has grown into a huge sucess.Â I am happy for them, as anything that supports a local farmer is good in my book.Â But at the same time, some of the quiet pleasure has disappeared.
No longer can we just go at our own pace.Â No longer is it anything resembling quiet with the number of people that are there.Â We used to spend a good 4 or 5 hours just strolling around, seeing the animals, taking the ride out to the field, picking just the right pumpkin, heading back, having some lunch, taking some photos, doing a little bit of shopping at the store.
This weekend we spent the same 5 or so hours.Â But rather than it being anything resembling leisurely it, was a hectic race to get from one line to another and wait.Â A line to get tickets for the hayride.Â Then the line for the hayride itself.Â Grab a decent pumpkin and get back on line to get the hayride back.Â A line to pay for the pumpkin.Â Squeezing through people in the store to do a bit of shopping, only to have to wait on a line out the door to pay for those goods.Â We eventually had to split up so that LatteGirl could get on line for a pony ride, while I waited on line for lunch.
All in all a bad day out with the family pumping picking is still better than a good day at the office, but… I still miss when most people just went to the supermarket to buy their pumpkins, and they hadn’t yet discovered the joys of heading out and picking their own pumpkins.
In a way I am thrilled as the more people that buy pumpkins this way, the less of a need there is for shipping pumpkins in from who knows where to stock the supermarket, which benefits the environment as well as the local farmer.Â So, I guess I really shouldn’t complain… but I still can’t help missing those good old days.