Picture it. Summer. Spokane, 2013. Me, in my flower-bed style vegetable garden.
I have decided to harvest a gourd, with a mind to dry it, paint it, etc.
Since they’re small, I take two. (This is a family joke.)
I bring them inside, whack away at them on the kitchen counter, and discover….
That they’re not gourds at all, but spaghetti squash, with a long way to go before they’re ripe.
So they wind up in the compost bin.
Like I said, you have to be smarter than the squash.
On another note, BIG SKY WEDDING is out today! Yeehaw!