Sunday, September 25, 2011


Last year around this time, the BRD and her Beau Jack went to a Halloween party.  She had a single pumpkin outside her front door.  When they returned from the party they found the pumpkin smashed to smithereens, probably by some disappointed trick-or-treater.  Being the BRD, she just swept the detritus off into a garden area.  This year here's what those abandoned seeds have produced.

Meanwhile over at our house the Pampas grass is really flying its freak flag these days.

That plant has grown to 7 or 8 feet tall this year.

Yes, autumn is in the air.  Even if the temperature is still climbing to the upper 80's every day.


Lowandslow said...

I heard "pumpkin" was an old Indian word meaning "throwing fruit". True? ;)

I envy yor 80's. We're back into the 90's here.


Lucy said...

A good end to the smashed pumpkin tale!

I heard somewhere you could set fire to pampas grass to curb its spread and encourage fresh growth. Sounds fun...

Anonymous said...

love that grass!

Jarart said...

Now there are spare pumpkins, just in case!

Thanks for the kind words on my return today.

Tom Cochrun said...

Do you remember the year we flew back from your place in Phoenix with a bunch of pampas grass?
and btw-congrats on the diamondbacks. I guess I feel a slight loyalty since I've seen them place twice in the dome/stadium/arena where it is air conditioned.

Steve said...

The pampas looks nice. As for the pumkins, sounds like a Jack in the Beanstalk kind of tale.