I pulled up my carrots Sunday morning. They were the best I have ever grown, and probably the best I could have done with my shady location. Not a single one of them would have been supermarket-acceptable. They were either worm bitten, cracked open, too small, tapered too fast, split rooted, etc, etc. They’re good enough for me. I got probably 6 or 8 pounds of edible carrot from six 8-foot rows, but I didn’t pick anything in the last 4 feet of the last 3 rows because they just didn’t grow in the shade there.
I washed them outside with the hose and broke off the green tops.
Then I washed them better inside. After the picture above I cut off the bottoms and tops of each one. They are in the crisper drawer in the refrigerator awaiting their date with multiple freezer bags.
As I said, this was definitely the best I can do with my dirt, my skills, my location right now. I won’t give carrots a serious try again next year.