
We wanted to grow herbs, greens, beans, peas, tomatoes (of course), pumpkins, and squash. But, most of all, we wanted carrots. Small "candy" carrots. Stubby carrots. Sweet, right-out-of-the-dirt jewels of the earth. But we put them in an experimental spot, bathed in sunshine in the spring but a bit too shady, come summer. Then, turtles spied the freshly turned dirt from the pond below and decided the carrot beds were the perfect place to bury their tender eggs. As always, they were promptly dug up and eaten by someone else.
The result? A few spindly reminders of our need to relocate our crop next year. The upside? Owen considers the sweet carrot above the "perfect" size for a nibble-on-the-run. If not carrots, at least I'm growing optimists...


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