A while back, Mr. Ogden and I set aside this weekend for something really special. And I’ll be honest you guys, I’d been waiting for this for a really long time.
See, there’s this place outside the city limits of Spokane called Greenbluff, which I think is technically a community of growers, but I like to think of it just as “Happy Place.” There are farms (some with gift shops), alpacas, a wine tasting room, and countless orchards, barns, and scenery galore. A number of years ago, when Mr. Ogden and I still had never lived outside of the Northwest, we routinely went to Greenbluff in the fall to sightsee and pick pumpkins. I thought it was totally normal to have access to that kind of Heaven-on-earth. Well, then we moved, and wouldn’t you know it…
There is no place like Greenbluff in Southern California.
Not that we found, at least. So, I was forced to begrudgingly get my pumpkins from the grocery store. Until today! 5 pumpkins and 67 photos later, here are the highlights: