My first successful melon, and it was picked and chewed by someone other than me. (I'm guessing a racoon.) I don't have the balls to eat it, but I had to at least cut it open and admire it. I tasted a little bit of it too. It was definitely ready. I should've picked it yesterday, dammit!
Moment of silence for the beautiful, sweet melon. It had so much potential.
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