Pumpkin harvest is in. This year is my second year at trying to grow pumpkins. Although numbers are down on last year (due to the damp summer causing mildew on leaves and loads of slugs) I've managed to grow one big pumpkin, which is bigger than any we had last year.
I picked the last one today. When I say picked. I mean I was trying to stand it up because of its side discolouring and it snapped off. Oops!. It now though has time to ripen, going orange by the end of the month hopefully.
The smallest pumpkin was broken off by the dogs running in around the pumpkins. So with the weather, the slugs and the dogs, I think we are lucky to have any pumpkins. I'm taking having four pumpkins as a result.
“The greatest pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him, and not only will he not scold you,but he will make a fool of himself, too.”
― Samuel Butler
Me (Jane) with Puddin' and Teagol, waiting patiently to flush a patch of kale, December 2019
Hello, I am Jane!