It’s Roast Day once more so on the return leg of the dog walk I headed ‘lot’-wards to dig a parsnip.
After recent parsnip triumph I expected to find another fine specimen.
But Mother Nature punished my smugness with a parsnip that only its mother could love!
It was quite monstrous, both in size and aesthetic – and some of it’s still in the ground.
Thanks for the lesson MN, that one fine parsnip doesn’t make a gardener!