Every year I plant pumpkin seeds in my raised bed planters with visions of a grand pumpkin harvest. Call me a dreamer but in my mind there are enough pumpkins for my grandkids and nieces and nephews to come by for cookies and hot chocolate as they frolic through the pumpkin patch.
I will set up a photo booth and take adorable pictures for their proud parents and we will enjoy a glorious autumn day together.
And every year I am teased with the sprouting of pumpkin vines only to have them put out a flower or two and quickly wither away. Ever the optimist I think to myself...next year. Next year I will plant the seeds and they will produce to my wildest expectations.
This year as I contemplated yet another round of rejection (and a few negative vibes from my hubby) I decided a change of venue might be in order. I knew I needed a place with plenty of sun, good soil and lots of bees for pollination.
I found the perfect spot in the rear of the yard and just look at these happy vines.
I wish I could say that I have oodles of pumpkins growing but that would be jumping the gun. I do have lots of big orange flowers opening up with more buds than I can count.
I will let you know when I have my first pumpkin sighting (although I am sure you just might hear my hallelujah chorus a few states away) as I think this just might be the year and come October when the pumpkin harvest is ready, I will be sure and send you all an invitation to the most idyllic fall afternoon ever.
Ever the optimist...