Now I know why the pumpkins were finished so early –
because of a
squash vine borer attack. I harvested all of our pumpkins – only nine,
and four of those had been bored.
If I were feeling philosophical about it, I would be amazed at the
resourcefulness of living things. You would think they would eat
the big, sweet fruit at the ends of the vine, but they prefer the
woody stems. Everything is food for something, I guess.