Unless, of course, you are talking about the Man-Cub in which case, he will turn his nose up at it and snort in disgust.
That’s ok; it just means more fresh produce for me, starting with beets, mmmm….beets.
And, it’s a good thing I enjoy them because this is only a small fraction of what my garden is currently producing.
The radishes, green beans, spinach, lettuce, arugula, basil, rosemary, cilantro, oregano, thyme, and peas have also provided a bountiful harvest and, if my tomatoes ever ripen, we’ll have enough for Caprese salads, salsa and spaghetti sauce, plus; The Teenager will be able to eat BLT’s to her heart’s content.
And, before too long, I should be harvesting four different types of squash, carrots, bell peppers and jalapenos plus strawberries and sunflower seeds, assuming the birds don't beat me to them, that is.
All of which is to say; I have been a successful gardener this year.
And my compost isn’t looking too shabby, either.
My grandmother would be so proud, especially if she could see me in my rainboots, large floppy sunbonnet and workman’s gloves; the apple, it seems, doesn’t fall far from the tree.
Hmm, apples, now there’s something I haven’t tried to grow…