More dumb luck on our part, but our new valley is abundant with fresh apricots. We love apricots, fresh apricots, canned apricots, but especially apricot jam. Sitting on our kitchen table is a darling bowl (once filled) with fresh apricots from our neighbor and a jar of apricot jam from the teen’s boyfriend all within 2 days. We are delighted to be living not only where apricots grow, but where people are neighborly and share abundantly. Once we stop ‘chain saw’ gardening and start some serious planting, I am sure a few apricot trees will be on the list.
With only two neighbors we are old enough to appreciate how blessed we are. It is as if we have a ‘his & her’ set. There is one gal neighbor for me, who enthusiastically viewed my few wedding pictures of the kids, informed us of an early morning estate sale and promises to keep an ‘eye’ out for loud bangs & smoke, while the teen boys are home alone. Pat’s farmer pal is knowledgeable in all things, but still did manage to blush a bit when explaining to me that there were ‘male and female pumpkins’ (which I didn’t actually know). Unfortunately for him their big tractor got stuck in the mud in the field next to our home, fortunately for my loving spouse, he was home at the time they were attempting to retrieve it, so he could ‘help’.
Our valley is so beautiful and we wonder if our neighbors who have lived here always wake like we do, look out the window and marvel at another beautiful day in Ellensburg.
It is the flowers that are male and female on the pumpkin plant. If you only have one kind, there won’t be any pumpkins. You can readily tell which ones are male! I am sure you have planted enough seeds to insure a good crop!