Volunteers

     These lovelies have popped up at the edge of my yard; right where the pumpkin landed after I rolled it down the hill in November. They probably wither very big, but they still feel like a gift.

A Volunteer

Here is one of my guilty secrets: after Thanksgiving, I roll the season's pumpkins and gourds down the hill, and that is that. Sometimes, I get lucky and something volunteers to grow where they land at the edge of the woods. I noticed this beauty down there about a week ago. I'm not exactly sure what it is. It could be a pumpkin, or it could be a swan gourd. It is so late in the season and the sun is getting so weak, it probably won't amount to much, but it is a lovely thing to find.