Flowering kale leaned way over in the garden bed, and it wasn't until this morning's walk around that I noticed some of the Nantes and Danvers half long carrots were bolting. Time to get them all out, I decreed! I was like a cartoon digger, flinging carrots up and out.
Then I decided to go all Michelle on my picture. Think I'm going to give her a run for her money? Instead of Martha Stewart's stylist, I think I look like "crazy gardener about to be committed, makes an alien-attracting 'Close Encounters'-like pile."
Anyhow, lots and lots of carroty goodness. Changed the menu for my potluck side dish this weekend from salad to carrot slaw. Maybe carrot cake. And carrot muffins. And carrot sticks. . .
Thinking Ahead . . . Or Not
3 hours ago