No fall is complete without a trip to the pumpkin patch, especially the ones that have festivities and petting zoo and food for sale. Such is this one – but this photograph obvious focuses on the pumpkins – and the October sky. In western Washington, one never knows what the sky is going to do. Most often the clouds are putting on a show such as this. Thick, layered clouds that move swiftly through the terrain.

The orange and green of the pumpkins really stood out against the gray blanket. And, as it usually goes with pumpkins, there’s always an element of sadness: what if you don’t get picked? What if no one takes you home?

That’s a question I often ask myself. This one in the foreground seems doomed if it doesn’t find a home soon. There’s a hole on its bottom, and it can only get worse as time and patrons pass it by.