We have a garden. A very large garden. And I use the term "we" very loosely.
The garden belongs to my husband. I just visit, take photos, and pick produce at will.
But you knew that already.
Earlier this evening I was messing around out in the garden and I found these lil' beauties:
I wish I liked tomatoes. Let me clarify. I like the looks of tomatoes. Just not the taste. I find the taste to be most grody. But they look very pretty in a salad.
Guess what this is:
You're right! It's a pumpkin.
Guess what this is:
It's a pumpkin patch!
I hope the Great Pumpkin comes to visit me this year. I hope, as does Linus, every year that the pumpkin patch is sincere enough.
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