I’m a radish wedge. You should never transplant radishes. I knew that. But they were suffering in their trays and I like to experiment.
I could tell by the presence of white parasites (which unfortunately I was unable to identify).
I naively thought that the radishes had lost their energy and immunity because they had reached maturity. But they hadn’t.
When I dug them up, I was appalled at the sight of my tiny, rare radishes. They were just coming out of the ground. Their swelling had given me hope of getting some nice, generous radishes. But I was wrong.
My radishes gave me nothing. Cheapskates.
