I just tried to take a picture of the ONE, count it, ONE pumpkin seed that has managed to sprout uninhibited by beast. {Yes, chipmunks and rabbits qualify as beasts around here…}
Alas, my camera lens fogged up faster than a windshield at a drive-in, so there’s no photo. And now, if I can get one before this post goes live I will have to take out that previous, most excellent comment. So maybe I’ll just leave this post pic-less and retain said inappropriate comment…we’ll see what shakes down.
It’s so hot around here…I mean HOT. A few weeks back, my first pumpkin planting attempt commenced at o-dark-thirty just to avoid the heat, and I was still a sweaty mess after. Second attempt was even sweatier, and I would still like to try to squeeze in one more, just in case a second pumpkin seed wants to attempt to win Survivor. Maybe it will be a midnight planting session. Charlie Brown will be pleased.
Officer, I need an APB on some pumpkin seeds
My need for autumn is unprecedented. After the chipmunks foraged the second planting I consoled myself with a batch of pumpkin chocolate chip muffins. And I was extra depressed which totally justified me icing them.
Too hot to fix it, so for now I’ll sit here in an ugly VBS t-shirt, in the cool of my office, looking out the window through my overgrown blackberry bushes, and praying that the little pumpkin that could is still chuggin’ away.
