I may have said this too many times on this blog but I am spoiled. I am fortunate to run out to the chicken coop when I am short eggs for a recipe, to reach out my backdoor to grab herbs for suppers and to generally eat fresh and well out of my garden. The land, the open spaces, the quiet. Yes lots of good things to be thankful for but kale has spoiled me the most. This often despised vegetable has worked its way into my heart and daily meals. I find myself craving it! Last years planting (after not putting the garden to bed the previous fall) had sprouted curly green growth in just April of this year. Imagine having your favorite veggie at your beck and call for eight full months. And then, on particularly hard frost night, it's gone. This friends is what heartbreak looks like to a grower...
Sure it is sunny but all that brightness is deceiving. It's freezing out there. A confession? I took this picture from my kitchen window because I didn't want to pull on a coat and shoes! But the good news is I managed to get one last good pick before the sun came out and withered the frost covered leaves. This is what happiness looks like...
I wish I could tell you these leafy greens are washed and resting comfortably in my crisper but they are not. Gone already. Cooked up and taken to a family supper. What is a kale addict to do when she has no more free kale? Buy it? It's just not the same. It feels like cheating to me. Ah... farewell kale. See you in April.
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