If you've been following my gardening story this summer, you know we grew pumpkins. We ended up harvesting quite a few more than last year. Three to begin with, then eight more, although one of those ended up rotting on our back porch.
We were pretty excited about them (despite the hours of work it means for me, canning them into jars so we can use them for various yummy baked goods over the coming months--it's worth it!).
Then, my daughter had her first field trip--to the pumpkin patch. And she brought home ... a pumpkin. Yes. Another one.
Then, one Wednesday night, my daughter's Bible class teacher sent them home with a cup full of dirt ... and pumpkin seeds. And guess what happened?
Those vines probably won't make it to full pumpkins, sad to say. The temperatures have started dropping here, and while we still have some pollinators around (hooray for the Monarchs coming through!), they're slowing down and migrating on for the winter, too. But still ... this all struck me as very ironic.
How about you? Would you feel you had too many pumpkins? Have you ever had something like this happen where you could literally see the irony in your life?
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