Okay, so maybe it’s not as bad as all that. I do foresee a day in the not-too-distant future when I’ll want to eat kale again. Sadly, that day has not yet come. I say sadly, because the main bed of our fall/winter garden looks like this:
Each of those plants is nearly two feet tall. And no, that’s not all the kale. There are nine more plants not pictured there. (Though what you can see on the left of the photo are our glorious Brussels sprout plants, which I love dearly. In the front is the sprawling monster of a tomato plant that set so many heavy fruits it Broke Its Cage. Yeah. Thing’s a beast. It’s trying to take over the world, starting with my kale patch.)
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