That single solitary Kent pumpkin? The paltry end result of three vines producing a zillion male flowers and only one female flower over an entire summer?
It sacrificed itself in a very good cause - lunch on Christmas Day:
And it was scrummy. Nothing roasts as wonderfully as a Kent pumpkin.
More next summer, please, Garden God.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
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