This Saturday was the perfect day to head down to the Dallas Arboretum for The Great Pumpkin Festival. I've never been before, but I won't be able to say that in future years when I (definitely) head back. Mom, Holly, and I headed out and walked the grounds. The paths winded through red, yellow, orange, and purple fall gardens, and it was lined on both sides with pumpkins of all sizes, and clusters of warty pumpkin family friends. There was a pumpkin patch where you could play in a hay maze, walk through a pumpkin house, drink cider and take pictures among benches, hay, and pumpkin piles crowded with families capturing fall shots. It was a beautiful day, and a peaceful way to start a Saturday.
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