This is a first for me. I’m blogging using my iPhone and a portable keyboard. I live with superior tech support (my husband and my 13 year old son are a force) so between them they figured this out.
We’ve been without an internet connection, phones or electricity most of the day. Around 2:30 this morning a drunk teenage driver crashed into a power pole one house over. The driver and his passenger were unharmed, but the ensuing mess inconvenienced a lot of people and caused thousands of dollars in damage. The good news: they hit the *pole*. A few yards to the left and they would have plowed through a fence into a yard and a bedroom.
What this crazy day did was help me put a few things in perspective. For starters, it’s not the end of the world that I dropped my newly harvested pumpkin (the biggest one in the patch) splitting it wide open. My nickname is Ms. Overachiever. For some reason I thought I could tuck a slippery, round pumpkin under one arm while carrying the kitchen scrap bin with the other. My treasured pumpkin rolled right out of the crook of my arm and landed with a thud.
No! Those orangey orbs of goodness are such a high point of my gardening experience. For a few seconds I simply wanted to deny what I had done. There was no getting around it though. There it sat, split wide open. One moment I marveled that it would last through the end of October. The next moment is was clear it would turn to mush by week’s end.
My careless handling of the pumpkin is hardly comparable to the damage of an inebriated driver, but it is a reminder of the fragility of life. Be sure to hug your loved ones as often as you can and remember to treat your precious pumpkins with the respect they deserve.
[insert split pumpkin photo here]…I guess that will have to wait until tech support is done watching a soccer game. Check back next week for a peek.