Squash Watch Week 3/4

I'll bet you thought I gave up, didn't you? Or that the poor little things themselves had given up?

No...nothing so undependable or dramatic. It's just that I was away all last week doing our Scandinavian thing in Eugene.

I was forced to, once again, entrust the lives of my squash plants to the intrepid husband. This time, I tried to make as many provisions as I could for their protection before I left them alone. I bade the husband purchase timers for the irrigation. I snuggled an additional sprinkler close to their feet--the back-up plan in case the drippers failed. I Miracle-Grow-ed them, patted them on the heads, and left town.

And crossed my fingers.

So...how do they look?



They're obviously not dead. Not even the worse for wear, I'd say. In fact, they have decided to try to look a bit more like squash plants. See how they're actually beginning to spread horizontally across the ground? The only thing they're missing is flowers. Which means, of course, that a harvest is still questionable.

Down in Eugene, I had an attack of "squash envy..." My sister already has an acorn squash the size of a softball on her vine. Of course, hers were planted in a timely manner in an actual garden before they were half-dead...

In any case, I have live squash plants. And they're at least a nice green thing filling up a space that would have otherwise been a strip of weed-riddled dirt.

Keep your fingers crossed that we see a flower or two by next week!