Pumpkins

It’s been a pumpkiny sort of weekend.

Yesterday my husband called from the semi as he was hauling hay and wanted to know if I knew there were pumpkins growing in pen 4?! I did not know that. No idea what so ever.

We dump the pumpkins out there for the cows to eat when we clean up around the house in November. The horses refuse to touch them but cows seem to like them. We will often have volunteers growing out there. This year it was so dry and there were cows in there all summer. I didn’t think anything would grow!

These were in just the right spot that the end gun on the pivot kept them watered enough to grow.

The cows had been eating on them. The vines were in rough shape and all of the pumpkins have bites out of them

Then we picked some pumpkins and took them over to the neighbors fall festival. They thought it would be nice to have some unusual pumpkin varieties available to people.

My son had said, a week or so ago, after I had talked to them about us bringing pumpkins over, that we should take some somewhere and sell them. I told him that was a great idea. How about we do that! So he was sure the whole thing was his idea and was ready to sell.

He did a great job selling, mostly because he’s so dang cute. His sister didn’t sell any. They both grew tired of it and ran around taking advantage of all the other amusements available to the small children.

Then they spent the money they made on cotton candy and cake pops.