Every year since I have lived here, I seem to have “allowed” a squash seed or two to do its thing and grow in or around the compost area. The first year, it was cantaloupe: the most delicious, tiny netted fruits you can imagine. The second year, it was birdhouse gourds. This year? Pumpkins from our daughter’s discarded seeds from last year’s jack-o-lanterns.
I mistook them for something else earlier in the season, and actually ate a few of the tiny squash. Quite tasty!