I nervously waited all week for my pumpkins to germinate. I thought for sure they’d be up by Thursday, but Thursday came and went and still nothing. I began to worry. I’m not usually a worrier, but I guess when it comes to my pumpkin patch, I am.
But by Sunday, five of my nine hills had sprouted.
Now I can start worrying about my seedlings.
A Piece of Ground
Managing editor Therese Ciesinski has a weakness for roses, lilacs and blueberries, but her mostly shaded lot demands an appreciation of hydrangeas, hostas and, if she’s lucky, lettuce.