The pancake breakfast there in March was one of my first posts on this blog, and in it I looked back at last year's harvest festival, which for one reason and another I didn't enjoy very much. This past weekend, we went back, and everyone had a good time.
The day was cool, bright and quintessentially autumnal New England. The leaves have yet to peak in these parts, but patches here and there are brilliant red and orange, and when we got up to Overlook we were all glad to have worn jackets, as the breeze was really quite chilly. We got there on the early side, took a quick wander around and saw the horse teams all ready to go out on a hayride, with one other family in place. L was quickly befriended by another girl, somewhat older and very outgoing, and we saw her family off and on throughout the day.
The driver thought that was enough, and we went jolting slowly down the road, past the vegetable stand and garden, a field where pigs were acting as living rototillers, and ended up the "pumpkin patch." This was a grassy field full of pumpkins, the actual growing field being thus preserved from being trampled on all day. L picked out an appropriately tiny pumpkin, and we walked back up to the buildings and started making a circuit of the exhibits and barns.
Once we were all pretty well worn out from that we sat down for lunch, most of it made from food produced on the farm. L didn't really eat anything, as per usual, but she did drink some milk and some fresh apple cider. We paid a visit to the farm stand for eggplant, leeks, and Swiss chard, and then headed for home, pleasantly tired.