I’m an adult, successful woman who has hated Colorado potato beetles, weeding, and all the other garden delights since childhood. I hoped to leave all of that in the far past—but my grandmother, who turned out to be a real witch, foisted a ridiculous inheritance on me and, to top it off, cursed me so I wouldn’t be distracted by nonsense! That’s how I ended up in another world in an enormous overgrown vegetable garden with a talking scarecrow and a magical hoe. The pests here are the size of a sheepdog, weeds have teeth and thorns, and my neighbors didn’t turn out to be lucky either. Nothing—I’ll show everyone what a shovel can do in the hands of a skilled person! After all, to get back home, I need to grow a real harvest.