Harvesting kale and baby carrots from our garden

First crop of carrots are successful. I planted them on April 1as a tribute to my grandma Lela Mae Weaver. She was born on April 1, 1911. She was the first person that I knew who had a garden and as she was a hard worker, I wanted to plant something that difficult to grow. Her strawberries inspired me to want to grow berries when I grew up. I miss her and wished I had her grape vines, cherry and pear trees.
I can't believe the carrot seed germinated. I worried that I was harboring a bed of weeds. Part of the carrots that I thin are wild carrots, but when I find a bright orange baby, it makes me so happy and proud that I could grow them. Kind of silly, but baby carrots are sweet and worth the work.
The Kale seeds were an impromptu planting. I had an ugly clod bed that threatened to grow buttercup, yellow dock, and thistle if I didn't put some other seeds beside sunflowers and celeriac in. I have had the seeds since Trillium's seed school sold them to me in 2011. They germinated, survived the weeds, slugs, and Willow the goat who escaped and ate the tops off all of the sunflowers and half the strawberry greens. Yesterday, I harvested them for lunch.
Allergies are bugging me.
Planted watermelons yesterday thanks a friend's help & motivation. Same friend who encouraged eating raw kale with balsamic vinegar and shared baby strawberries. Noah hooked up irrigation to bamboo and berries. Yay!