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Matchmaking

22 July 2007

At last, the male flowers on my pumpkin vines have decided that opening would be a jolly game. So this morning I had – *gasp* – an open female flower and a number of male suitors lined up ready and waiting. I could have relied on insects to, err, spread the love, but I prefer to play Cupid myself to make sure the job gets done. So I snapped off a male flower, tore off its petals (which smell nice) and used the stamen as a kind of paintbrush to dust the stigma of the female flower with pollen. Now grow me a pumpkin, dammit.

Pumpkin flower

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