As I bid adieu to 2011 I finally tackled the last of my giant squashes. This little beauty weighed somewhere around nine pounds; large enough for my cat AppleJack to nap on – and she did.
What I like about growing squashes is that they are so damned easy, they get big beautiful tropical-ish leaves (which I sorely miss here in the Pacific Northwest) and are, what I call, givers. In a word they are prolific. In two words they are deliciously prolific. Oh, and pretty healthy too (three words). All they need is some sun, space, and pollination to produce.
Yet, nine pounds of anything can be a bit much to contend with, Continue reading

