On Friday, I picked two butternut squash, which were small but most welcome. Then clearing up the vibes yesterday, I discovered another two, which were even smaller but still most welcome.
At Old Sleningford Farm, their squash seem to get big and even ripen on the vine, so I’m wondering how they manage this when they are further north and their site is more exposed. I guess, without asking, that they must start the seeds off earlier than I do.
As it happens, the seeds I used came from a squash I bought in France at Easter – which was grown in Spain. I had considered the possibility that I might get no fruit, considering the seeds wouldn’t have been adapted to my climate (although we did have an unusually hot summer, as it turned out). Therefore to get these small squash is a bonus.
I doubt they will have any seeds but, if they do, I will save some and see if I can grow squash from them next year. And I will try to remember to start them off in February perhaps, so that the plants are already bigger by the time of the last frosts.
The amount of space I have for growing vegetables next year will be less than I have now, so it is going to take even more planning. I’ll do that once the pond has been built and the next round of trees are in the ground, though, as I can’t quite envisage the space yet.