This is Harvey the Carrot. He deserved a name, because he was the very first carrot I've ever grown that doesn't look like a scary little mutant human with arms and legs (think Harry Potter and the mandrake roots). There may be a handful of you who are thinking "no, Willow, I remember an amazingly straight carrot you grew two summers ago." I feel I must tell you truth. I stole that carrot out of the plot next to mine, because it's owner was on an extended trip to South America for several months. Yes, it is true, I'm a carrot thief. I also stole her onions to make salsa.
Anyway, this new carrot, which I actually did grow all on my own was supposed to be ready in 3 months, but because of my awesome gardening skills it took a year. How did I do this, you want to know? I have absolutely no idea.
I was so excited about this straight carrot I carried him around with me all day and even put him into a vase of water until everyone had fully appreciated my momentous achievement. Then I ate Harvey. He tasted like dirt.