Thinking back to Monday's post.
"So, barring snails, squirrel attack and human error (getting stood on) we should have two pumpkins. Yay!"
As they say, pride comes before the fall.
I am still (4 days on from the incident I will tell you about) shaking my head as I think of what I did.
Came down to the garden after an alleged nights sleep and looked with pride upon my promising little globes of pumpkiness. Suddenly, the thought struck me, now would be a good time to cut back all the excess growth. Picked what I thought was the best place and yes I cut at the wrong spot!
|Bye, bye little pumpkins, it was good while it lasted. Back to crossing my fingers.|
On a more positive note, all six of Leah's sweetcorn are doing what sweetcorn should. It was great to see and really unexpected.
I think this is a Green veined white I had just rescued him from being trapped at the top of the tomato grow house, he sat on my fingers for a few seconds. My favourite moment of the day.