A Pumpkin Patch

Amelia talked about the pumpkins growing out in the pasture and brought giant gourds growing wild throughout the late summer. She said there was a pumpkin patch. It was hidden from view and I just didn't think much about it.

It was lost under August tall grass, but as the fall approached and the rain totally stopped, dry grass exposed piles of pumpkins. 

Their golden hues and hints of slight greens are all the fall we have right now. 

We decided to see how they taste. . . Amazing.



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