LAUREL COUNTY, Ky. —
Which is why I also took our biggest watermelon of the season to Loretta’s sister, Barbara Thomas, last week. Said mellon was a Charleston Grey — one of those long, pale green jobs that the seed pack says can reach up to 40 pounds even though they seldom do. I’m not sure how much this one actually weighed but it was more than either Loretta or I could handle because Lo has a bad back and Mr. Parkinson has essentially rendered me one-handed and the mellon was way more than I could manage with just my good, right arm.
So I had son Christopher fetch it from the garden, load it in Loretta’s car and Barb unloaded it when we got to her place. Barb has a host of kids and grandkids but I’m betting she still has leftover watermelon in her fridge.
This wonderful growing season has been the result of an abundance of rain and the coolest summer we’ve had in decades. The only thing that more or less failed me this year was tomatoes. And we’ve had more than enough maters to eat on but not enough to share with everybody and his brother on both sides of the road the way we normally do. I could have fattened a couple of hogs this year on rotten tomatoes and the ones that simply burst open on the vine because they got too much water.
We also had hundreds of cucumbers and squash that got too big too fast but Keeter swears a hog won’t eat a cucumber and he’s not about to put something in his mouth that a hog won’t eat. I figure it’s the other way around — that a hog won’t eat anything that my brother turned down.