This post is a continuation of the
never-ending saga of the weird growing year. Remember how things
like potatoes that are supposed to be carefree kicked the bucket?
Well, our carrots --- which many people find difficult --- grew like
kudzu.
Wednesday, I harvested two beds and came up with 27 pounds of carrots,
enough to completely fill the crisper drawer of our little
fridge. Many of the carrots were as big as or bigger than
store-bought, and I suspect they will store for months if I can keep
the moisture level correct.
We've got four beds left to harvest, but I planted those beds late so
the carrots are smaller. I plan to give those to my brother and
mother so that they, like us, will turn orange by spring.