Sunday my family went to Rombach Farms pumpkin patch. While my son, daughter and I picked our pumpkins in short order, my husband was still undecided, and continued to look for that elusive perfect carving pumpkin. His pumpkin hunt brings to mind a certain Halloween classic, doesn't it?
While hubby was in search of the great pumpkin, I zeroed in on this fellow as he was restocking pumpkins off of a flatbed farm truck. I asked him if he was a Rombach, he replied, no, he wasn't one, but he had married the only girl. I then asked if I could take his picture for my 100 stranger Flickr group, and he wasn't so sure--I reassured him my intent was to take photo's of people I didn't know, not "strange" people. This brought a chorus of laughter from the other workers up on the farm truck. He allowed the photo's, and when I asked his name, he simply replied Rock. So, stranger number 3 is Rock of Rombach Farms.
www.rombachsfarm.com/
This picture is #3 in my 100 strangers project. Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at the 100 Strangers Flickr Group page
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| Rock, stranger, no let's say, new friend number 3, restocking the inventory. |
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| Rock taking some good natured ribbing from the photo shoot. |
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| My crew, on the annual hunt. |
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| Yes! |
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| Bonnie and Clyde made their annual appearance. |
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| Still on the hunt. |
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| KEEP OFF means....?? |
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| Now these are some Great Pumpkins. |
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| I can't tell you how long he looked, but I can tell you I took most of my photo's while he was in search of the Great Pumpkin. Too much Charlie Brown as a kid, oh Linus.... |
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| My selection, it smelled just like watermelon when I carved into it. |
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| A mountain of pumpkins, it looks like a large lumpy piece of candy corn, doesn't it? |
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| Time to head home for some pumpkin carving. |
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