Once upon a time, in a small town, not far away from Ontario Wanderer's stopping place, there was a Pumpkinfest. Even though it was a cold, windy, rainy day pumpkins came from all around.
Some came by tractor.
Some came by car.
Some caught rides on passing bagpipes.
Some came spinning on the fingers of young, would-be, basketball players.
Some had private trailers...
pulled by very big trucks.
But all of them settled into large pumpkin trees to watch all the people from all around come to town.
(OK, I may have played with the first 4 photos but it was an interesting pumpkinfest day!)