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Bamboo outside of Trader Joe's pumpkin display |
Well for all you country folk and your quaint pumpkin patches, corn mazes and hay rides, we here in the city do things a little differently.
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Close up of Bamboo sitting next to a pile of pumpkins |
Our pumpkin patches are a bit different no dirt, corn or hay here, just a lot of people food on display. It might have been a food museum, because everything was on display and BFF told me to keep my nose, paws and tongue to myself.
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Bamboo in the front seat of a shopping cart, with head down looking very board |
I was looking for the signs that pointed me to the corn maze, and all I found was frozen food
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Bamboo sitting in the front of the shopping basket watching the checker scan our groceries |
In the end I did get a ride of sorts, and tooling around the museum in my shopping cart I got lots of love. Funny though how my trip to the pumpkin patch really reminds me of my trips to the store.