So, I don't pretend to be a real gardener. Mostly because it's been 107 for the last month here and NOT ONLY is it too hot to water my garden every day, but it's too darn hot to grow anything either. PLUS, our city put a 2 day "landscaping" watering rule now since we're in this drought mess and I want to be at least a little compliant with that. But not really.
Anyway, I gave up on my garden and I'm not really that sad. Well, I am sad cause I was so excited for my garden. I'm pretty passionate about my family eating "good food", meaning food that won't sit in my cupboard for months on end and not rot. If it doesn't "rot" when it's not frozen, then it's not real food. So yes, that means no hamburger helper. My garden was a manifestation of that, I think.
I pulled my carrots the other night because a) I've been randomly pulling carrots this summer to check them (I'm an antsy person) and b) It was my last hope of getting anything other than 3 tomatoes all summer.
Here is what they looked like after I pulled them.
Beautiful, right? Wow, those carrots are gonna big, juicy orange suckers. I just know it. Or...Not. Here is what the bottom looks like:
Tiny little slivers of carrot that don't even warrant picking. Ugh. They don't even taste good either. This is what my mom calls "going all to the top." Where the tops are lush, green and beautiful but the actual "vegetable" is small and sickly looking. Here is a textbook case of that. I think maybe I'll try new seeds next year. Maybe that would help.
1 comments:
My carrots have done the same thing. Hey, at least you've got 3 tomatoes, I haven't gotten any! The only thing producing is my poblano pepper plant and my herbs. Sigh. Maybe next year, for both of us. Stay cool Jilly! -Meg
Post a Comment