Those of you who remember that my feet are at the larger end of the scale can tell how darned big The Botanist’s lettuce is this year!
However, those big feet came in handy this morning when I chased away a cottontail who was too interested in the lettuce, peas, and other tender goodies. Don’t know if the neighbors noted a madwoman racing across the front yard following that fast-moving little white spot. (If you know the layout here, you will realize that our little jaunt looped three-quarters of the way around the house….)