They were just hanging out, prepared to stay for the long haul.
This is not a problem I was expecting to have:The squashes swarmed the fence, and the frost revealed the bounty. Stuck to the fence.The frost wiped out the morning glories, too, and the zinnias.
Inky and Velvet are so beautiful (and so sweet). Inky still insists (very, very determined) on going to bed in the tree, but she might give a little chicken hug (neck snuggle) when you move her. She had Speckles with her one night, and one of the Five once (uhoh, where one goes the other four will also), but so far, she’s the only diehard tree rooster.In different lights they are green iridescent, or purple. Just gorgeous.
I canned this year’s batch of pumpkin. That’s 20 future pies, and as you can see, there’s another batch to do up.
Apparently you’re not supposed to can pumpkin in puree form because it’s too dense, and the bugs can hide in it and not get cooked out. You’re supposed to can it in cubes, and puree it later, when it’s pie time. I just learned that. Stuff would never get made into pies though if I had to do that. It takes forever to cook ’em all down, and it’s more convenient to only get the stove splattered up like that once.
I’ve been doing it for years and I’m going to keep doing so, but do not can pumpkin puree. It’s dain-ger-ous!
Washing pumpkin seeds before the last pumpkin pies of the year from my modest garden. These were very nice sweet pie pumpkins with rich golden orange flesh, and I look forward to growing next year from the saved seeds. Just thinking of how many pumpkins the seeds from one pumpkin could produce, and then how many pumpkins the following year…it’s as boggling as counting stars!