you must be out of your gourd!
Fall is in full swing here right now and I needed a pumpkin to make pumpkin pie for Thanksgiving so on Saturday we took a drive to a small farm one town over. The farm is known for its unattended "U-pick" flower garden where you pay for your bouquet on an honour system, but until our neighbour mentioned it to us, I had no idea that they also sold pumpkins, squashes and the like.
After I saw their huge selection, I couldn't let it go at just one measely pumpkin and we came home with this assortment. Aren't they just beautiful?
First to the ones in the basket. The large green one in the back is a bottle gourd, the smallish pale one a butternut squash. The stripey one is a spaghetti squash, and in the front we have the vivid orange Hokaido pumpkin.
The squash outside the basket to the left goes by the name of Turk's Turban, which says it all, doesn't it? And to the right we have my very favourite - the Speckled Swan gourd. I'm just totally in love with this gorgeous creature and kept giving it little pats on our way home. "Stop caressing that gourd right now!" Mr. M had to say, "people are going to think you're weird!" Heh. Like they don't already.
As lovely as they were, I was forced to sacrifice two of my treasures to that bizarre annual ritual known as Thanksgiving dinner. They were willing victims, though. Never said a word. If you know your vegetables you may have guessed which two met their maker today. One more will be in for it later in the week but I'm trying to be casual about it so the rest of them don't catch on.
We had a little harvest of our own as well.
The grapes are ripe and there are just tons of them this year. The vine actually originates under our neighbours' house but grows over to our side (we live in a duplex) so when we moved in here and built our deck we cut a hole in the boards, letting the vine grow through, and now it has reached all the way up to the top balcony and we can look out our bedroom window and see the grapes hanging there. With this year's bumper crop we may just be making some wine. If it turns out you're all invited to come on over and