I pulled my vegetable babies screaming from the earth (or at least I imagined screaming) and then… I ate them. What you see here is the entirety of the produce from my pathetic garden; five chode-ish carrots and one stunted beet. I couldn’t even make a salad.
I guess the winter squash might struggle along- they’ve taken over the rest of the greenhouse but have yet to produce any flowers. I suspect that at this point they’re pretty much just growing out of spite.