I like my Januarys (Januaries?) bitter cold, snow-covered, and dark. That was New Hampshire.
This is Florida. Upper 70′s, sunshine, with lizards scampering across the sidewalk. The upside to this cursed balminess? Broccoli!
My broccoli is actually making…broccoli! Last year the broccoli shot up several feet tall, but never made anything but leaves until mid-July, when it was eaten by snails.
These flowerets are so beautiful. So utterly perfect. Someday I’ll write a sonnet to broccoli in my garden.
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