It’s horrible.
I need to be tending to my children.
Yesterday look what I found.
What to do?
It’s a baby watermelon hanging by a thread off a cliff.
Even a greener than Granny Smith farmer like me knows this probably won’t end up well for baby.
Try as I might, don’t think there is anyway to untangle the vines with out doing irreversable damage to it’s lifeline.
Only thing now is to wait and watch.
Only problem is this is who my daughter discovered directly under baby.
- A relative perhaps?
This guy (or gal) is directly under hanging by a thread baby.
- Alright. So I haven’t been weeding lots lately.
If heaven forbid, anything should happen to baby, there is no way Miss Farther-along Watermelon could miss the carnage.
Too much drama for me. A mini garden soap opera.
Guess nature will take its course.
No telling how As the Watermelon Turns will eventually end –
My very own horticultural cliff-hanger.
