Mashing Pumpkins

Not an alternative rock band .....

6 large pumpkins remained on my dining room floor.  Their shells are rock hard and their flesh solid and sweet.  In a week or two they will start to break down as nature encourages them to release their seeds into another season.

Well Ya Boo to nature.

No I didn't mean that, but to be fair the nature around here does not need to be crawling with pumpkin vines.  This morning I tried the big knife, the bigger knife, and then finally resorted to the small axe.  Having cleaved (or is that cloven) them into pieces and removed the seeds (to release into nature), the flesh has been baked, scooped from the shells, mashed and frozen in slabs for making baking (and soup, and pies, and just to eat as mashed pumpkin with lots of butter and chopped parsley).

Now that I have thought about releasing those seeds into nature, there is a bit of waste land along the street that might be just the place to throw a few and see what happens.  Feed the neighbourhood.  Next winter's mice will have ready made houses to nibble their way into and a supply of seeds to keep them well fed.