This past July I sweated profusely as I put 30 pumpkin seedlings in the ground. I didn’t mind the heat or the sweat because in my mind I could see my children, my nieces, and little cousins picking pumpkins from a pumpkin patch not from a bin or pile at the store, but from a real live pumpkin patch. Never mind that I had never grown a pumpkin before nor had I seen anyone around me do it, this was my goal. I wasn’t shooting for Halloween as my target date, I was shooting for November- Thanksgiving. That part turned out just about right, we did have pumpkins but we needed to pick them early as the cool wet rains we kept having were causing a problem with the powdery mildew. As it happened, my nieces and my cousin, Luke -a preschooler, were around on Sunday so I hauled them all out and we picked pumpkins! What fun!!
If you have never heard a child giggle or squeal with delight at the discovery in a garden- you, my friend, have not experienced one of the finer things in life.
Looking for pumpkins amid all the large leaves. These pumpkins did not turn orange as they should have. Instead we had lovely molted green pumpkins with an orange splash. No bother, it was still fun and the unusual pumpkins were pretty.
A pile of cute kids and pumpkins! We will do this again next year. However, I plant to set a date and invite all the other cousins. We will watch It’s The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown and eat something – maybe roasted pumpkin seeds that we harvest and roast ourselves. I also plan to plant some “Mighty Max” pumpkins that reach weights of over 100 lbs as well as smaller pumpkins that can be handled by smaller pickers. The seed order will be placed this Friday. I just can’t wait.