Giant Pumpkin

So I planted five giant pumpkin seeds with the thought that if I planted five one might survive. I assumed one would never sprout, one would die when I moved them outside, one would get eaten by something, one would do something unexpected and we’d wind up with one really large pumpkin.

I planted the seeds with a bunch of other wildflowers and sunflowers. A day later everything else had sprouted. A week later everything was at least an inch tall. I was bummed–none of the pumpkins seemed to make it.

And then yesterday, two pumpkins sprouted. And today all five have sprouted and one is an inch tall. It’s growing so fast. So so far, I haven’t lost any in the sprouting season. I’ve realized I’m not sure what to do if all five pumpkins survive and I have five giant pumpkins. I guess like life this story is to be continued. For now, I’ll just be excited about my little sprouts and not worry about the future.

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Maggie Downie
Thank you for giving your time to stop and read my blog. I hope it encourages you to keep moving. Move and the body will be happier. And when you're moving you can hike, run, swim in Jell-O, race over non-Newtonian fluids, travel the world or build igloos--if that's your thing. If not, you can watch me do it. This is just a spot to try and feel good about life.

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