Does it get any more #basic than a girl at the pumpkin patch? I’m not sure nor do I care. It’s a place I’ve always belonged. I have a vivid memory of taking a field trip to a farm as a little girl and walking through the pumpkin patch and actually choosing a pumpkin to pick from a vine. That’s how it is in the midwest– you pick it from where it was grown. I look back at that...
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