She's my Daughter, But...I do wish I knew who the mother was!
This is my third and final attempt of the year. I moved her to the garden tonight. She could be from a 1,000 pound pumpkin with a decent lineage, or she could be a goof-ball seed left over from 2001. I'm just not sure.
This is the plant I pulled to make way for the new gal. She had pretty good genes, and had more or less recovered from the Fluffy rampage, but she just wasn't right.
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Nature vs. Nurture.
It's up to you, John. You're now the decider (as opposed to GWB) of this scientific conundrum. It's a HUGE responsibility, but I'm confident you're the one that can decide it once and for all!
Andy
ps: No, really. I'm serious. I *do* think you're the decider, and I'm convinced that the NSA/FBI/DOJ spooks will not be after me (or you, I hope) due to this declaration!
pps: But I could be wrong. So if I go "missing", my fans and the rest of the world will at least now know why...
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