- three baby carrots that were forgotten as spring turned into summer and watering the garden was bypassed for feeling prego sick.
- rutabegas that I thought had no chance of surviving... not edible but not a complete failure
- ONIONS! yes, that right. I had hung my head low last fall and went out to the "garden" to see what might have made it through my neglect. Pulled up little onions and thought I had them all. But as I took my hoe to that part of the land I came across one onion, two. In great excitement I got on my hands and knees and plunged my fingers into the dirt and found ootles of onions. So of course, instead of leaving them be (since they already proved they could survive where they were) I gently pulled them up, roots and all, and transplanted them around another section of the garden where I will be staking peas or other vining plants.
My goal: not to kill strawberry plants this year. I have a thing about those plants, I love them but they hate me. It's a Love-Hate kind of relationship but I will not give up on them. Never.