Earlier this Spring I found a plastic baggie in one of our unpacked moving boxes in the basement. It contained only a few old, moldy gourd seeds - gourd seeds my uncle Ben, from Shiloh, Ga., had given me about six years ago. I planted them in the dirt and subsequently forgot all about them. The resulting gourd vines have taken over the southern side of our home's exterior, and are now tendriling up into the trees!
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