I was obsessed with pumpkins last fall. After trying for 5 years to get pumpkins to grow, I finally had one! The seeds were acquired from my husband's Uncle Forest. He was known for years and miles around for his large, edible pumpkins. I wanted to keep the seeds and tradition alive. So I tried. And I tried. And then I put some in little cups to watch and water and baby along. It worked! The beautiful little seeds sprouted just in time to go on vacation with me. Yes, I took them with me. I knew I was going to be gone a week. It was worth it. I eventually learned the meaning of jumping for joy. In reality, I had given up on getting any pumpkins. After I put them in the garden and vines grew and grew. but that is all. I looked for a pumpkin to grow, and I looked and looked and looked. I finally quit looking. One day I caught a glimpse of the green ball growing and jumped up clapping my hands before I had time to think. Eventually I had a 33.3 lb pumpkin. It was large. It was beautiful. And this year I'm going to do it all over again.
These pumpkins are store bought and arranged to imitate art - paintings.
Here's a glimpse of my pumpkin...
Inspired by KimKlassen.com class called "Be Still" for still life photography.