It was my first, and it's real, and tastes good.
I am a gardener. I love to plant, and dig and all that stuff. I have had very succesful tomato plants, and even grew some peppers this year. I've been able to take lunch from the garden every day this year, and take homemade salsa to Sunday dinner several times.
I planted the watermelon on a whim.
I have a LARGE yard. I have a SMALL flower budget. So I stretch with lots of 'starts' and fill with the garden. I had a large blank spot in a hard-to-grow area, so I decided to try a watermelon, if nothing else the vine would be green and lovely.
This morning Rudy and I were out playing ball when I noticed my watermelon vine had finally frozen, but there in it's blackened remains was my only melon. It was about the size of a cantoulope, and had great green color. I wasn't sure if it was ripe, or ready, but I knew it would rot if I didn't pick it, so I did.
Tonight I cut into it to find a beautiful little melon, sweet and delicious. I grew a watermelon! Hooray!
