The funny thing about a field trip like this is that it is no longer about the field trip itself; it's about the ritual of the trip. The children already know all about bees, they've rolled countless beeswax candles, and they are much taller than the hay maze. The children are much bigger and the pumpkins seem smaller. But still we go.
J-Baby feeding goats.
T-Guy with our pumpkin haul.
J-Baby with his warty pumpkin.
Most of the kids. This is the "outtake", but I really like it.