Against All Odds
Last summer my husband ate a slice of watermelon in the horse pasture where he shared the rind with Cupcake and Melody. My horses think watermelon rinds are an equine gourmet treat.
He spat a seed into a manure-covered spot.
The seed, being well and organically fertilized, took root and grew. The vine produced a single melon that, oddly enough, the horses overlooked. For some reason, they didn’t sample the melon or even step on the vine.
The picture of the melon was taken in mid-October. Just before last week’s frost, my husband harvested the crop and brought it inside. We haven’t cut the melon yet, but the thumping test for ripeness sounds good.
Never underestimate the power of good luck and plenty of manure.
He spat a seed into a manure-covered spot.
The seed, being well and organically fertilized, took root and grew. The vine produced a single melon that, oddly enough, the horses overlooked. For some reason, they didn’t sample the melon or even step on the vine.
The picture of the melon was taken in mid-October. Just before last week’s frost, my husband harvested the crop and brought it inside. We haven’t cut the melon yet, but the thumping test for ripeness sounds good.
Never underestimate the power of good luck and plenty of manure.
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