The mysteries of squash
My mom gave me some seeds from a pink winter squash she grew last summer. She said the squash was prolific and it had a great taste. So I planted it in my backyard garden box. Yes, the same one with the amaranth.
Unlike the rest of my garden spaces, where I scattered various squash seeds all over the place and now can't remember which ones are summer squash and which ones are winter squash, I only planted the pink winter squash in that particular bed.
It hasn't turned pink yet, but it is looking sort of coral. Mom's got bigger and pinker as fall progressed, so I'm hoping this one will, too.
I also found this in the same garden box. It looks like a tiny butternut squash to me, which is funny, because I didn't plant butternut squash in this bed. Ever, even though it grew in the bed last year, too. Last year, I harvested at least 3 butternut squash out of the bed even though I planted seeds from a giant hubbard (given to me by my mom, of course).
In my other garden, I've got a green pattypan squash plant growing in the bed where I already harvested my garlic. I planted yellow pattypan this year and green pattypan last year. The seed must not have gotten the message to grow last season, but caught on sometime this season. Maybe the smell of all that garlic growing around it spurred it to action. That will wake up anybody.