
Last Saturday we took a trip to the North New Portland Fair. I will do a post on the fair next time. On our way we stopped at the farm my mom grew up on. The photo is of three generations, my mom, myself and Ashton. The building behind us is known as the Windmill. I loved to climb the winding staircase to the top as a child. I thought I was on top of the world!My mom used to watch for planes from the top during the "war". The windmill will always mean "Grammy's house". The farm is now gone, except for the farmhouse. When we stopped to take the photo we found we were able to do some pumpkin shopping!

Only in Maine can you leave your purchase money in a coffee can taped to a picnic table, on the honor system!

There were all sizes of pumpkins to chose from.


Ashton chose two pumpkins for our front door steps.

This photo was taken 17 years ago! Ashton had just turned 2 years old. The pumpkins were almost as big as she was. Each of my three children always had to "chose" a pumpkin to decorate and carve for Halloween. I am guessing the one on the left was her big brother Courtney's pumpkin, the middle one Ashton's and the one on the right Benjamin's! Sweet memories indeed....
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I thought the post is wrongly titled.
I thought it should be "Hearts, hearts everywhere". lol.
Have a good day.
Isn't it wonderful to go back and have sweet memories like these. Nicely done.
love your new fall background and post about pumpkins and family. nice memories!
What a charming post. Such good memories.
wow..such enormous pumpkins! for halloween,yeah? hahaha... pumpkins is good for health too...
Great post, Cheryl. Looks like a beautiful place to visit. Awesome windmill, too.
I love all your photos. The pumpkins are gorgeous! We used to put pumpkins out in Chicago, too. Here in Hawaii, I haven't seen anybody do that.
she is a little taller now, eh?
What wonderful Fall images. Just love the windmill. And, I remember in Bar Harbor, Maine, the sign outside the bakery next to the donuts under the plastic cover: "$1 each. Help Yourself. Please place money in can. Thanks."
Thanks for the great images and memories....
Lois
Hi Cheryl... the honor system does not exists to much anymore but we Mainers would like to believe in for awhile longer!!
They grow up fast don't they!!
Love the photos of Ashton with the pumpkins then and now...great memories!!
love the honor system..too bad there isn't more of that these days...love the pumpkins..and love the story that goes along with them...can't wait to get photos of my little guy with the pumpkins...
Wow, Cheryl. Your blog is looking so beautiful! And, pumpkins, wow! Halloween already, is it?
Yes, wonderful memories!
I love the windmill! Interesting about your mom watching for planes from there during the war. I love the pumpkins. This is my favorite time of year. Looks like you had a wonderful day!
We just came home from a drive around our area and a couple errands. It is a beautiful day here today. We stop at a lady's house once in awhile and buy veggies. She had a garden, so each year she puts up a card table and a can for people to drop money in. Her eggplant is only 50 cents. And it is delicious. She has other things too but I get cucumbers and eggplant. I really like the photo of Ashton little girl with the pumpkins. The picture of you with your mom and Ashton is wonderful.
Finally getting caught up on all of your wonderful blog posts! Such wonderful photography, Cheryl! You should choose some prints and advertise them for sale.
Love your pumpkin photos. What a wonderful time of year!!
The photos of Ashton are great. They certainly show how quickly time flies.
Love your header as well.
I just read my comment.....I think I set a record for using the word "WONDERFUL" :) I'll be more creative next time!
Gorgeous pictures! I love that honor system.
Hi Cheryl, After being gone several days, I'm just now trying to catch up on blog posts. Love seeing your Pumpkin Post.... Doesn't it just seem like yesterday when your beautiful daughter was age TWO???
Having the honor system would never work here I don't think.... Wish it would --but I doubt it.
Hope you are feeling well... Been back out on the Kayak recently????
Hugs,
Betsy
What a remarkable transformation of pumpkins (Lol)! I mean, cutie li'l Ashton to a lovely lady that she is now.
Wow, I just wish we could find that "on the honor system" around us here. Sadly though, that would be next to impossible, I'm sure!
Either the pumpkins are getting smaller or Ahton is getting bigger. Actually it's both. :) I love this time of year and it's heart warming to see these wonderful photos.
I just want you to know that the Honor System can be found in Tennessee as well. The pumpkin crop has not been very good down here this year, but it looks as if Maine had a good crop.
I really like that windmill. I also like that picture of young Ashton with the pumpkins.
when is halloween? so soon..
It's good to know there's still a place where people live by the code of honor and honesty. Sad to say, you won't find an honor system such as the one in Main here in San Francisco!
Beautiful fall pics Cheryl! Ashton looks so cute in that picture..time doe fly!
We love cooking pumpkins with ginger and other spices. Haven't made it to the fair yet.Good times are coming up. AH it's fall.
Lovely pictures and memories!
Thanks for stopping by and for your kind comment. :-))
Doris
Hi Cheryl, Haloween just around the corner everytime I see pumpkins. By coincidence I too was at a pumpkin farm taking some o/seas visitors see our Canadian pumpkins.
As always, love your beautiful pics. Your colours are so vibrant!
Have fun Cheryl, stay easy, Lee.
Ashton has grown to be a sweet beautiful girl.
I was at a green house, and saw lots of leaves that are heart shaped and thought of you.
Your mother told me a year or so ago that Grammy would make ice cream for the townspeople who came to the windmill to watch for planes, and your mother would take the ice cream up to them in the windmill to sell it to them. Neat, huh? We watched for planes (Grammy, your mother, Roberta, and I) at a little look-out building outside of North Anson, before you get to Harvey Williams' farm. Roberta and I didn't do much watching; we were just along for the ride, so to speak.
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