Last summer a tiny vine popped out of Chuck. It grew, spindly and frail, on into fall.
By mid-fall it had cascaded down the side of Chuck and spilled onto the backyard.
The further it grew from the compost pile, the healthier the vine seemed to be.
The bright yellow flowers hinted at forthcoming squash (the gourd-like fruit, not the obliterating action).
But this mystery squash is a tease. All bloom and no bounty.
Unless you consider the potential as the bounty. And who knows, maybe the next pod will burst forth an edible gourd before the first frost. Or I could take a chance and take a cutting into my makeshift laboratory for the winter...