Bert
Bert is a Hubbard squash, the largest this year. Missing are pictures of Bertha and Beatrix,
also large but harder to photograph as the girls are both shy and hiding under leaves.
Bert is the first Hubbard squash I’ve grown who is too big to fit in the oven.
(He’s deeply embarrassed and keeps apologizing.
Squash are actually quite tender on the inside.)
This means, of course, that he’ll have to be cooked in pieces,
a ticklish affair since the shell of a
seasoned Hubbard squash
is impervious to knives.
Hard.
So
Hammer?
Saw?
Drop him five feet onto concrete?
Other ideas anyone?
We’d be grateful.
The Pumpkin clan are also doing well.
Fat Hamish in the lower left is a wild thing and recently confided
that when he turns orange
he wants to be shot out of a cannon.
Turns out he’d only ever heard about the flying part
and not the landing
so now he just wants to be carved to look like
Bob Marley.
Simple enough.
copyright Dia Osborn 2013
The Odd and Unmentionable 
I believe that the recommended approach to carving a Hubbard squash is an axe.
This made me laugh! Care to do the honors?
BTW, I’m giving up on trying to schedule around the hubster. Want to get together just you and I sometime?
Sure. We can do our own movie night. This weekend isn’t good for me but check your calendar and send me an email.
Love these photos!! You are a master Gardner too?!!!!
Hardly. But I do have a thing for winter squash, both growing and eating. They’re such personable vegetables. 🙂
If personalizing animals can make one into a vegetarian, what might personalizing vegetables lead to?
Starvation?
You are ever good with names. 😉
Winter squash are such personable vegetables and therefore easy to name. 🙂