So my son and I weeded the carrot and beet section this weekend and next thing I know, we’re harvesting. “Hey, Mom! Look at the size of this carrot!”
I turned from the row of squash and sure enough, there was huge carrot in his hand. “Wow. I guess the carrots are ready…” At this point I could have reminded him that he was supposed to be weeding and not harvesting, but as any experienced gardener knows, there’s no greater excitement than harvest time—with the exception perhaps of the fresh burst of sprouts—especially when it comes to kids. When it comes to the garden, these little ones are all about action.
But before I could utter another word, he’d already pulled out a second. “Look at this one!”
It was a beauty, I had to admit, albeit a malformed one—shoots poking out every which way. The next one he pulled took the cake (carrot cake). Rather than one interesting shape, it was more an interesting intertwine, like two carrots growing simultaneously out of one. Guess a gal could look at this as a nice pair of legs! 🙂
Silly wabbit. Tricks are for Mother Nature! Not only will she swirl carrots together like this but I’ve seen her do much the same with tomatoes and onions! Crazy old broad…
But stay on her good side—if you know what’s good for you—because she can make a gardener’s life downright miserable if she so chooses. Which is why I try to obey her rules at all times. Take companion planting, for example: my beets and carrots are planted together because they work in harmony with one another AND the glory of nature.
And don’t you think my son left any beets in the ground, either. Oh no, they came out right along with their carrot friends—filled a whole wagon full! Now I know what to do with carrots. What I’m not making into the fluffiest carrot cake you’ll ever want to taste, I layer them in damp sand for long-term storage. But beets? I usually save those for my Dad.
Would have cooked them up for Easter supper too, had I an ounce of energy to do so. But lagging behind after spring break with the kids and playing catch-up on work and laundry, “no could do.” They’ll simply have to sit in the refrigerator a few days more until I can come up with some edible concoction to serve the family. Any ideas?
I’m all ears!