Once again we have outdone ourselves in the pumpkin department. Every year we do better and better, and this year we actually have a fairly decent crop for decorating our front porch:
Remember that Batwing pumpkin I posted about, way back when?
It turned into this:
Amusingly, the bottom even sort of looks like a bat:
Ok, so you have to squint and use your imagination. I’m just trying to keep it interesting, people. There’s only so much excitement to be mined from writing about vegetables.
Once again, the Jack-be-Littles proved themselves to be stellar:
There were a total of 18; three went to my in-laws and three went to my neighbor’s children (for helping me plant fall mums in my window boxes) before I snapped this photo. Now that I’m thinking about it, I should give some to my parents, too.
The Jack-be-Littles are scattered all over the downstairs of my house as decorations, safe until it’s time to change everything over to Christmas decorations. But the large pumpkins on the porch? Well, I think we all know what’s coming:
A FIREY DEATH!