Head to the garden

I'm not sure if I could consider the "garden" a garden or something greater. A pond that seems deep enough to contain the loch ness monster sits right in the middle between a statue garden fit for a british meuseum and a hedge maze large enough to contain my parent's house. The croak of countless frogs follow me as I tromp along the marble stone bath heading farther away from the mansion and seemingly no closer to the forest's edge.

Ignoring my growing concern eventually the marble pavers give way to to a well maintained dirt path and a "garden" more fit to be called a farm. Countless pumpkins some so big I half expect to see wheels attached to them.

Near the middle of the "farm" I find a patch marked with a worn sign telling me the patch of vines so think I can't see what lays below, they certainly don't look anything like "carrots" to me, but the sign in front though worn reads "bunbun carrots". On the other hand opposite of that patch and with a small disturbed pile of dirt stands a field of what looks like the tops of carrots.