Saturday, October 20, 2007
Pumpkining
I know that I promised that dude on the bus that I’d be writing about the Hot Chix on BART thing, but I gotta take this out of sequence: today Z and I met up with Dave and Kim and their kids at a county-run “Fall Festival” up outside of Petaluma. It was a real hoot, especially since I had a 2-year-old with me. It was interesting to note that this was in no way a halloween event - no ghosts or monsters or any whiff of the supernatural or hereditarialy religious, just acoustic guitar music and pumpkin painting and lots of 4H stuff. It was a gorgeous day and I’d like to think we made the most of it, even though they didn’t have pumpkinpults. HERE IS THE PHOTOGRAPHIC EVIDENCE: LOOK UPON IT, YOU, AND COWER. Or whatever.
They had a hay-bale maze. Z has been playing with mazes so he was pretty excited to try this one out.
As evidence of the satanic thrall gripping the entire san francisco bay area by its collective and quivering loins, here is the display of painted pumpkins. Have you ever seen such a display? Won’t somebody think of the children?
In the big creepy barn, one side was dedicated to taxidermy of local mammals (bear, boar, mountain lion, coyote, that think luke had to crawl into on that ice planet, stuff like that), there was a live barn owl living up near the peak of the roof, and then the other side had a blacklight room full of animal bones, snake skins, bits of fir and tooth and jaw, and of course, the traditional autumn festival jellyfish. Lip-smacking good, I tell ya, and plus alsoly I did not mess with the color on this one at all.
Later in the big creepy barn, Z ran from taxidermy.
Just outside the big creepy barn, I had a creative moment. so sue me.
And finally, Z asked me to take a photo of him with this squash. He was very persuasive.
The sexy BART ride, later. For now, this really seems like the most important stuff.
