Hmmmm...I just noticed you are in Arkansas, comfrey. Maybe I need to come over one night and raid your Watermelon patch.
That's a real beauty and I bet it had wonderful flavor.
As a teenager, I ONCE was talked into participating in a raid on a farmers watermelon patch one night. I didn't know these kids had been doing this on a regular basis and the farmer was lying in wait for us. When he stood up and yelled, everyone scattered like a covey of quail and I cleared a 3-strand barbed wire fence like a hurdles runner. Then I heard the shotgun blast and I know I set a worlds record doing the hundred yard dash down that old, dark and dusty road. Ran right past our car and kept on running toward town. lol! Only two of the boys got hit in the butt and they were miserable. The farmer was using shells loaded with rock salt and I guess it really burns and hurts. I decided that night I would never make a good thief!!!
Have you seen the series of hand-carved melons? Here is one shot I saved...