Overheard in the fields July 6, just before the markets open

 

🥕 Row Gossip (Overheard in the Field) 🌿

Kale and Collards are still holding court like seasoned pros, claiming they've “seen worse summers” and casually flexing their resilience. Frankly? A little insufferable.

The green beans have ripened early and will not stop talking about it. They’re parading around like they’ve cracked some kind of growth code. “We’re efficient,” they say, tossing vines over their neighbors like feather boas.

There’s a rumor—a quiet one—that some early beets might be ready. It started near the radishes and made its way down the row like a scandal. No one's confirmed it, but the soil smells... hopeful.

Onions are playing it mysterious, as usual. No drama, no fanfare, just a whisper on a breeze that they’re starting to swell underground. “Wait and see,” they murmur, with unsettling calm.

The pickles have multiplied. Exponentially. There may be an emergency meeting about bringing out the jars. One of the zucchinis claimed, “We warned you,” but no one listens to zucchini anymore.

Speaking of which—summer squash and zucchini are EVERYWHERE. Big ones, little ones, sneaking under leaves like they’re hiding from chores. One has definitely grown too big to be polite.

Tomatoes and peppers? Still moody. Still muttering about cold roots and “emotional delays.” They’re working through it. Slowly.

And the lettuce? Half-bolted, half-behaving. Either way, the new heads are just about ready  

   Basil is beaming—lush and fragrant, humming green lullabies only bees can hear. It leans sunward like it’s in love, and every so often, sways just a little too perfectly… as if it's casting tiny, leafy spells when no one’s looking.    

     Shh… the carrots are still talking, and the next bit of gossip is already sprouting somewhere in the rows 🥕🎃🌿. Keep watching — the stories never end.

Until next time — The Rows

Susanne/ SBH