Apparently we are growing pumpkins. Neither Will nor I planted any pumpkin seeds, so this must have been a gift from the Great Pumpkin. Or from our compost, sprouting from the seeds of the pumpkins we
carved at Halloween with Erin, Brock, and Tim. We went to a farmer who set up a stand at the end of our block to get the pumpkins, so they were fresh and organic. I guess the seeds germinated in the chicken poop-rich compost and then we spread it around on the lower garden.
The lesson here: we gotta pay more attention to what we throw into our compost bin.
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