I was weeding in the rain yesterday, which was actually quite pleasant, when I spied the red tops of some radishes poking out of the soil. I hadn't seen them before, because the garden was so weedy. I had plucked a couple radishes out about two weeks ago and they were just tiny things, the size of a fingernail, so I was quite surprised when I pulled out radish after radish that were 2 inches long and about half an inch wide! (They are the French Breakfast variety, so they grow long instead of round.) I actually gasped audibly in surprise -- I had just terrible luck with my radishes last year. And when I nibbled on one, it wasn't woody at all! Initially it didn't even seem very hot but after a few more nibbles the peppery fire built up quite nicely on my taste buds!
I am going to have to give some radishes away, because the bunch you see in the picture is probably only 1/25th of what is left in the garden. Gord loves radishes, but even he can't eat that many! The rest will be ready for harvesting over the next week or two, and then I'll have to figure out what to plant in that space now, since it's still pretty early in the growing season. Time to flip through my seed packets....
Port Bruce: Still Alive and Well (2).
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