Back when I was a teen the words "home grown" was exciting because you didn't know what you were going to get. Now a days, being in the Old Farts Club it's not as exciting because it means vegetables.
My crop didn't come in to good this year, only the two on the left came from my garden. The cool thing however is that when I got to work on Friday there was a large flat bed trailer a couple of doors down from me full of pumpkins, possibly 100 of them. And there was a sign on the trailer that said HELP YOUR SELF compliments of Laurel Seibold, Coldwell Banker, Realtor. Laurel is a really good guy and I thought I knew him but I was totally unaware that he lives on some acreage and grows pumpkins. Thanks Laurel!