This particular store conglomerate sits on a farm, which was then decked out with play areas and food vendors.

Here's Clark in the choose-your-pumpkin zone, which led right into a tiny corn maze that we didn't do because it cost $3. What kind of man charges people to run through a corn field?

This is the kind of man who doesn't pay for it. Two of them.

These places always have a fleet of nasty, rusty wagons. They're easier (and "homier" (and "penicillinier")) than shopping carts for dragging your boxed perennials up to the outdoor counter. This was Clark's first ride in such a thing.

There was also a kids' play area painted to a Wizard of Oz theme. Here Clark monopolizes the "beat on old broken flower pots" section. You remember that from the movie.

I'm sure there's a photography term for this, but I'll just go with "unfortunate weed placement."

On a hayride. Rhonda called this the "good view" of the horses.

And, as if their liability wasn't heavy enough, here is a slide that ends in a massive hay pile.