I picked my pumpkin this evening. It was a bittersweet event.
We left for the weekend to see the fall colors in Fraser, Colorado, only to return and find that the squirrel had chewed about an 8" diameter circle and the pumpkin was starting to mold. My application of cayenne pepper slowed him down on the other spots but he was clever enough to start chewing in a new spot. He must've sensed that I wasn't here.
I doubt that I'll have much to show by Halloween. So we did one last measurement and Steve volunteered to hold it while on the scale which came in at 79# which isn't too shabby for not getting pollinated till August.
I'm hoping I can keep the squirrel away from my pumpkin in the hammock long enough to actually have something to show for Halloween.
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