7th Annual Trip To Sweet Berry Farm (20171015)

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Published on: 2017.10.24

Pumpkin Posers
RnB do their annual pose in front of a pile of pumpkins. Why this is a “thing”, I’ll never know. But it is. And we’ve done it seven years in a row.
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We did it again. For the seventh autumn in a row, we made the drive to Marble Falls, Texas, and visited Sweet Berry Farm. (I have blog entries for the first five trips, but somehow skipped 2016: 2015, 2014, 2013, 2012, and 2011.) It was the second year in a row that we had to go when everyone else does; last year was on a holiday, and this year was on a Sunday. It was crowded this time, just like last time. I already miss the first five years, when we went on weekdays and the place was nearly empty.

Hay Ride
This is Rebecca’s seventh hay ride at SBF, and (I think) her ninth overall. It was Benjamin’s fifth.
(Copyright © 2017 by Wil C. Fry.)

However, the brilliant thing about this year’s visit was the weather. It was in the 70s during our entire visit. It was also a rare instance of neither child crying or fussing the entire time. We skipped the sand art and pumpkin-painting, because neither are things that last very long in our house; they just take up space and make messes.

We hit most of our annual to-do list, including the hay ride, candy corn maze, photos with pumpkins, and talking to goats, but didn’t waste any time.

I think the only negative thing that happened the entire trip was our planned picnic lunch at Johnson Park — there were hordes of flies around the picnic table. Not normal picnic table flies, but hundreds of them, swarming on us. I assume a dead body was attached the the underside of the table. We ate lunch in the car.

Unlike most years, I didn’t record a gabazillion photos; I think I only made 50 or so, and only kept 18 of them. (If you’re signed into Flickr as my friend/family, you can see them all here.)

  1. Dana says:

    I assume a dead body was attached the the underside of the table. We ate lunch in the car.


    • Wil C. Fry says:


      Weirdly, after we moved to the car, some other folks arrived and sat at the picnic table. Three or four families (it was a very long picnic table). None of them seemed bothered by the flies… Maybe the flies could tell we were out-of-towners?

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