Picture it: my backyard, two days ago.
I’d taken Bronco out to pee and check on my garden to see how things were progressing. I’ve had numerous baby zucchini and strawberries, quite a bit of lettuce, and even some broccoli.
Apparently in all my trips to pick baby zucchini, I never noticed one growing there.
Boy did I notice it the other day!
Without further ado- I present to you… the monster zucchini.
Is it odd that I had four packs of gum at the ready to take this picture?
In it’s rightful place of honor.
Masquerading as a bottle of wine.
Being stepped all over by a horse.
Fredbird was all, “what the fuuck this ain’t no baby!”
Getting a little too cozy with my phone.
It tells some pretty funny stories of it’s time in the garden. (excuse my paint covered wife beater- it gets hot in these ranch style south Georgia homes. And further proof that I am never along- Bronco’s tail.)
I haven’t cut it open yet, feel sort of guilty after it shared it’s life story with me. But rest assured- it’s life will end soon… and it will (hopefully) be delicious.