By Terrie Leigh Relf
We tried crop after crop until attempting pumpkins. It was a disaster! Their tendrils and leaves, the first fragile blossoms, turned to mush and stank worse than rotted eggs.
What with Halloween being a mere four months away, and our farm subsidy about to end, we called in a much-needed consultant. She checked our soil and water supply before finalizing her report.
I paid her exorbitant bill with gratitude, determined to save our farm.
I walked her to the door, leaving my husband in the living room. She pressed a packet into my hands, whispered, “You know what to do.”
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