First, let me say that I failed to take a picture. My camera was right there, just inside the door — I could have reached it without even going inside the house, but I didn’t. I really regret that.
While harvesting some salad greens last night, I noticed a radish growing in the lawn, near my Northeast bed. Then I noticed a tokyo bekana plant and an Osaka purple mustard next to it. The fact that these plants were 4-6 inches tall when I noticed them should tell you something about how often I look at my lawn. I must have spilled some seeds there. Then I looked at the radish more closely and started laughing.
I had left a stake on the ground, pushed up next to the bed, so close that I forgot it was there. It just looked like a part of the bed to me. The radish had grown up through a hole in the end of the stake! I picked up the stake and laughed even harder, because the radish (I assume it was a French Breakfast, because that’s what I planted in the bed) had formed a fat root through the hole in the stake — it snaked around in a kind of twisted J shape. I took the stake in the house to show my husband (walking right past the camera in the process) and we giggled about it, while we pried it out of the stake and ate it. We figured that it had such a will to live, that it would likely convey magical powers upon us. We haven’t noticed any changes yet, but I am sure they will manifest soon.