Sunday I was wearing a cardigan, in the garden, and on a comfy chair. It was the ethereal moment I've come to expect from a fetching fall day. While I lay there drifting into the wilderness of my imagination, I focused on the growth pattern of the Hosta leaf. The veins of the leaf stood prominently before me. It was if they were calling me to resurrect the shell of a once vibrant leaf into something new. Pumpkins, I thought! These make great pumpkins!
You feel me? They manage to look like the identical twin of the pumpkin. The kids and I (welll, mostly me) are stoked! We even made some garland from it.
What do you think? Do you have any dying Hostas? Will you make some pumpkins? Tell me all about it!