Cheesequake Farm

First, that name. When we moved here I saw that name and was instantly transported to a magical land. A place where the great Cheddar Range was one of the wonders of the world. Where the mysterious Brie Bogs are still largely unexplored. And where, when the hamster hounds cry out their terribly cry and the winged apple trees cower in their caves of lint, you know a cheesequake is coming. The cheesquakes roll across the land, leaving destruction in their path and taking the lives of hundreds of innocents. But after the devastation has ended, the curd harvest is the best in 40 years, so the quakes are looked upon as a mixed blessing. Some even believe they are a message from the The Mighty Cow, who rules with a firm, but fair, teet.

So! We went to Cheesequake Farm yesterday. It’s a nice little local farm with a farmers market attached. I like the place, it doesn’t try to be more than what it is, but it’s does it’s thing well. For October it has a hayride and a corn maze. And of course you can pick pumpkins, which we did. The corn maze was actually a lot of fun. It was the first time I’d been in one. This wasn’t a very elaborate one, like some I’ve seen pictures of. But the kids all had fun, and so did I.

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