Growing up, we bought our annual pumpkin at Rippy's Farm Stand on the Post Road in Westport. It wasn't until my children were in grade-school that I actually saw a pumpkin patch - - with pumpkins growing in a field to be picked. The next year when we returned to the farm in Redding, the field was there, the pumpkins were there, but they had been placed there - as if they had grown there. We went, yesterday, to Ridgefield, where there is an annual fund raiser at the local church, raising money by selling pumpkins, imported from Mexico. The air was clear, the pumpkins were beautiful, we 'picked' a few. Global.
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