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I'm a mother of four grandmother of seven and great grandmother of three. I live with my husband in the house that we built with the help of my brothers and will have been married for 57 years this February.

Saturday, August 28, 2010


My husband of 44 years is generous to a fault. Nothing pleases him more than to give to people and help them out when they are in need, especially from my garden. He will go out of his way to be of service to someone, to heal their hurts.

The large banana is for comparison. The  body of the squash measures 21 inches, not including the stems
Years ago when the church supper organizers were having difficulty getting enough squash  donated for the fall suppers, I suggested that maybe someone could plant a large patch just for the church suppers. My father in law jumped at the suggestion and planted a huge garden of squash, enough  for the church suppers, for sale at the fancy table and for family and friends. He did this for many years. After all we live on a farm and have access to tractors and land and compost.  My dear father in law is gone now and my husband has kept up the tradition and every year I've helped planting the squash plants and weeding and tilling them and making sure that the cucumber beetles didn't destroy them, that is until this year when I said that I really didn't have time any more since I was looking after the calves and office work as well as running a household and looking after the grounds at our place etc.

My dear husband bought the seeds himself and decided to try two different type of squash instead of sticking with the Buttercup squash. He bought some Buttercup and Hubbard seeds and never said a word about his purchase. The seeds were planted and cared by a friend nursery man until the plants were large enough to transplant in the garden. My husband enlisted the help from the young hired hand to plant and care for the squash and I really didn't had anything to do with it this year.

A few days ago,  my husband proudly brought the monster squash in the house. I thought that it was a mishap squash until he said, "This is a Hubbard squash and they say they're really good when fully mature" My reaction : Oh  my gosh!  That squash would feed an army, this is not practical, it's too big" What can I say, didn't I told you that he's generous to a fault.  I'm just waiting for the church supper kitchen staff's reaction. After all it won't cost them a cent.

Too bad most of you live so far away.  JB