Our family loves broccoli.
Steamed, with cheese sauce, roasted with garlic and olive oil, it's all good to us.
That makes having access to organically grown broccoli in your own back yard a huge bonus.
We can eat all I can grow. And I only grow organically.
But. . .
There is a dark side to organically grown broccoli.
It rears it's ugly head when you are eating your delicious, garlicky, roasted broccoli, savouring every bite, when your horrified gaze beholds one of these. . . . .!!!
Only instead of being green, plump and squirmy, he's crispy, curled, and roasted!
And he's on your fork!!!
Thankfully, Henry and Jesse just shrugged and said " Oh well, it's just extra protein."
It could have been so much worse. . .
Had Crystal been over for dinner last night, her shrieks would have been heard around the globe!
Mom's would likely have joined her.
Please don't tell either one of them about this or they may never come for dinner again!
And now I'm off with a big plastic container and garden gloves for a lengthy caterpillar picking session.
Shudder!!!
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There wasn't a whole lot of pollination going on and I couldn't figure out if the bees were having a problem finding the flowers in the greenhouse or if there was some other reason I had only one tiny pumpkin on the whole vine. (considering how few mini pumpkins I got off of the rampant vines in the front garden I'm thinking other factors were in play.)
I nearly killed myself trying to cut this guy open! I have never cut into anything that hard. 
I decided to work on saving the seeds while I thought things over.
The plan is to give seeds from this pumpkin to a few friends in my neighbourhood next spring.
Pumpkin risotto! 


I've been on a field trip. (which I will one day blog about on the Potting Shed. Sorry Marlene!)




Courage in hand (as well as sharp pruners!) I approached the shaggy cedar.
So. My topiary is now a spiral topped by a little pompom. 






Some late flowering clematis paired with a bit of sea lavender.





Henry finished my gazebo .This means the whole front garden needs some revamping.
And then there's the mysterious UPS delivery. . .



Four were used in the school gardens I've put in across the street.


