I gave a few half flats of raspberries to friends but that still left me with three boxes of raspberries. I froze one flat and finally found homes for the other two. I was unsure exactly how much space we had in our freezer, but nothing trumps raspberries so I knew I would find room. It's just a matter of deciding what would have to be tossed or used to make room for the higher priority raspberries. So the raspberry crisis was solved, but I still need to deal with beets and beans that need pickling as well as the pending flood of tomatoes.
I picked my first "Jack Be Little" pumpkin the other day. I didn't plant them. It was a volunteer squash plant that I decided to leave alone. It just happened to grow in a place where it didn't interfere with anything else. It mainly grew on the edge of the little high spot in the front yard where our large cedar tree used to be. As it began to form fruit it looked like it would be some kind of pumpkin. I didn't figure out exactly what it was until I noticed that the fruit weren't getting any bigger. I was a little disappointed at first as I thought they were just decorative. Linda was happy as she likes to put them on top of the cedar fenceposts as Halloween decorations. I looked on the internet to learn a little more about them and was pleased to learn that they are actually edible. One website declared them to be gourds while another claimed they were in the pepo family of squashes. I believe that the various summer squashes are all in the Pepo family.
In addition to the "Jack Be Little" I have three other volunteer squash plants in my front yard. They all started from my homegrown compost that I had used where I planted the pole beans. While I didn't have a lot of weeds growing out of the compost I did have a lot of tomato and tomatillo plants in addition to the squashes. Most of them I weeded out. One of the volunteer squash plants is some sort of yellow Hubbard squash. The other two plants have elongated fruit that look like spaghetti squash, but longer. I'm glad I left the volunteer squash plants alone as I'm pleased to have the Hubbard squash and Linda is happy with the "Jack Be Little" pumpkins.
I had also brought my ukulele as I had been warned that it might be pretty quiet toward the end of the shift. I spent the last hour of my shift playing my ukulele, serenading the bees in the observation hive in a fairly deserted display hall.