Want some great local corn? Some of the season's first fresh apples? How about those famous cider donuts and fruit pies that Wightman's Farms is famous for? Well, if you want to get a shot at picking up all of those goodies in peace, NOW is the time to head to Wightman's Farm off Route 202 in Harding Township. This is our "Where is It?/What is It?" photograph from Tuesday. The farm, north of the Somerset County border and south of Morristown along Route 202, is jammed on fall weekends when crowds in cars and busloads of children come from everywhere to pick or purchase pumpkins, go on …

This scene isn't in Basking Ridge, but it's a spot that's likely familiar to many, many people in Bernards Township, Bernardsville and all throughout the area. In fact, although we're lucky enough to be nearby, others travel quite a long distance to get here! Take a good look now at a calm view of this local landmark on a summer day, with nary a soul around. Come fall, it's going to be mobbed. Children especially may have fond memories of this place. Where is it? And what is it? The final answer will run on Thursday. P.S. If you know what it is, when do you come here? What do you like best …

The NHL Stanley Cup Finals are over and the "Let's Go Devils" sign is down from the entrance to The Gourmet Touch Specialty Bakery in Liberty Corner, but the N.J. Devils remain winners in the eyes of Jena Desidario, who put up the sign. The location of sign, which Jena said had been up for about a month, was Monday's "What Is This/Where Is It?" question. Jena, who said she sees the Devils as New Jersey's only big team, was rooting strongly for New Jersey's finest on ice, and she confessed to a soft spot for goalie Marty Brodeur. And she's still impressed with the performance her team gave …

This local business may have been closed on Monday, but that didn't stop the owners from showing state — and hometown — pride in those Devils! In a NHL Stanley Cup Final worthy of the record books, and a big hurrah, New Jersey's own hockey players on Saturday night showed the Los Angeles Kings that the Garden State's own can be tough as well as slick on the ice. What makes the win even more amazing, for those who somehow managed not to pay attention, is that the first three games in the finals went to LA. While for a while there it looked like Kings were going to wipe up the Devils, the …

Is there any scene more evocative of fall than a pumpkin patch? Especially when it's shrouded in just a bit of morning mist. This pumpkin patch has some lovely little orange beauties that are perfect, even if small. But some of the vines in this small patch seem as if they've suffered damage in recent storms. A lone crow landed nearby in the second photo. Where is this?

You might say that Bernards Township harbors the tale of two oak trees.Few would argue that the "good tree" is the white oak in downtown Basking Ridge standing majestically in front of The Presbyterian Church of Basking Ridge. This venerable tree, supposedly about 600 years old, was saved by extraordinary measures taken to prop it up when its existence was threatened in the last century.But who cares about the white oak's darker cousin, the subject of this week's "Where is It/What is It?" column?Surely, many of you guessed that the dark and twisting tree portrayed in photos earlier this week …

This landmark tree is Bernards Township's claim to fame, as far as some people are concerned — including a famous series about "weird" locales in New Jersey. Stories about the tree stretch back through the decades. One of the legends is that snow does not collect around the base of the tree, now matter how deep it is elsewhere — although the winter of '10-'11 seems to have overcome that mysterious force.One of the tree's large branches, which gives it its characteristic shape in many photographs, is now gone. Do you know what happened to it? Where/what is this? Do you have any stories to tell…

Anyone who loves horses knows there is something about their spirited majesty that stirs us in ways we don't even understand. Our photographer, George Leroy Hunter, obviously is captivated by horses.His photo essay earlier this week, mixing steeds and snow, as he put it, included this little white pony. The pony is against a black background which looks like a drop cloth in a museum — but Hunter told me that the pony was standing alongside a black horse.Where is this? That's not too hard to figure out — but can you tell readers the name of this pony? Has he/she ever given any of you a ride?