Okay, so I can't pull weeds, but there's no reason I can't sit down by the garden and watch my husband pull weeds. And if I'm just going to sit there, why not take a few pictures?
Cabbage leaves spiral in as if to shroud the secrets of the universe, while kohlrabi bulbs appear to have beamed in from Planet Purple. Every single one of those yellow squash blossoms is going to turn into a squash, one right after another, and then the tomatoes will red up by the dozens. Can't wait to sink my teeth into all that fresh garden goodness.
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