The little (very little) watermelon that could has offered itself up for the picking. This was to be no ten-pound giant. The little handful of fruit popped off the shriveling vine, and it was time to sample the inside. Our friend Sean witnessed the picking, and tried to hold back a few chuckles after seeing how tiny the melon really was. Later, after dinner, Jane split it open, and we were pleased to discover that her little project tasted exactly as a watermelon should. And for the first time in our lives, we were able to say that we ate an entire watermelon (seeds excluded, of course - those will be saved to grow future mini-melons).
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Very tasty! And I grew it from a SEED!
They grow bigger melons in Hermiston. But I suppose they are not organic. Yours was organic, I assume. How else to explain its small size. And don't plant the seeds, why would you want to next year again get such a small melon? Size, I am told, matters.
My father-in-law refers to Hermiston, Oregon, of course, where the melons grow to the size of Buicks. Those familiar with the Pacific Northwest will no doubt recall the billboards off the major highways advertising Hermiston's gift to the world. They also host an annual seed-spitting contest.
Nice pictures! The melon is just the same size as the ones I have grown. Sugar Baby, right? Next year, I plan to use more manure, more compost, and more water to see whether I can increase the size.
Still, any time a person can harvest a watermelon in November, there is happiness in the world.
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