What a great old friend is winter squash.

Planted in the spring,

always off to a slow start.

Runs all over the garden

then

blossoms in mid summer.

Just before the frosts of fall

its fruits are big and scattered

far beyond its starter roots.

 

Squash keeps well in cool, dark places,

lasts 'till spring,

holds its bright orange color

and

brightens many a gray winter table.

 

It makes friends with fruits and vegetables, meats and fish.

Shows up as a canap&, a soup, a main dish,

a bread, a helper in salad

and

takes prizes under the name of pumpkin pie.

 

Squash is a simple eatable,

belonging on a working woman's table.

No trouble to bake,

it mixes well with most leftovers,

forms its own serving dish,

making life easy for the clean-up crew.

 

Now and then by happy chance

it combines with something creating a dish fit for a queen.

That happened the day it married ginger, lime and coconut

in the form of soup.

I ate that dish this noon.

Still swooning

I thank you girls, for the introduction.