On Sunday, my parents and I drove down to Culpeper, VA to visit my brother (who drove up/east from Charlottesville) and go to a flower farm they'd read about. I was along for the ride, and the food. Well, the farm was closed, so we got hopelessly lost on country roads and stumbled upon a pumpkin patch instead. Sometimes I forget, living in the suburban/urban mess that is Northern Virginia, how gorgeous the rest of our state is.
Wilevington Farm, lured by the promise of pumpkins.