Not just for Halloween anymore

True confession, even though I gave many, many, many away, we still have some pumpkins left!  Stored in the barn for future uses is a small pile of pumpkins.  Well, you don’t just throw away something that the cow and the chickens will eat.  Yes, the ones out in the yard are a bit frozen.  However, if I stomp on them a bit then Elsie Gump will still eat them, she likes her pumpkin broken up, frozen or not.

I did find one more use for my biggest pumpkin.  It is the official horse-feed-line-divider.  The horses’ hay needs to be kept in two piles or Dolly as ‘head of the herd’ will try to drive Dixie off of the food.  I’d have to say, that as a horse-feed-line-divider, my mighty pumpkin looks a bit less than impressive and gets rolled around a bit when the trough is empty, but all in all, it does seem to be doing the job.

My Sons may have originally led the crowd in the eye rolling department whenever my amazing pumpkin patch was mentioned, however now they love, love, love  left over pumpkins, some saved especially for them.  Why?  Two words… target practice… and really big ‘splats’, which is more than two words, but you get my drift.  The day after Christmas my two were out setting up pumpkins on fence posts.  I didn’t know which we’d run out of first, shot-gun shells or pumpkins.

When they were young, I was the one primarily playing catch with them in the yard, so when they said, “Mom, do you want to try it?”  What’s a good mom to do?  I have to say, that I may have been slightly under informed at exactly how this particular gun might work.  No one told me to hold on tight or that it would try to knock me down.  I’m sure there are a few girl friends back home who will be very impressed that this footage even exists.  Hopefully, this link works, if so, make sure you stay with it to the end, as it is the look on my face which I find priceless. Ellen & the shot-gun

Yes, I got the pumpkin and yes, we still have a few pumpkins left.