Being a gardener means being stoic: you have to take the rough with the smooth and try to ignore, or learn from, failures. I was determined to grow decent carrots this year and sowed them in beds that were ‘improved’ with sand so the soil was light and not too rich. I watered them regularly with ‘garlic water’ to keep carrot fly at bay but all to no avail. The bed above was sown with rows of carrots interspersed with a row of candytuft for beneficial insects, mignonette for scent and for bees (honeybees love it) and a row of summer savory which I hoped would be smelly enough to disguise the smell of the carrots too. But where there should be carrots there are bare rows.
The carrots have been falling like trees in a storm as the carrot fly have been worse than ever. The leaves are turning yellow and pink and the plants collapsing.
Maybe next year!