I got my spring harvest of collards today. Just in time, as they are about to bolt into shoots of skinny broccolini style flowers. I would have gotten them a lot sooner, but the turkeys got them first. Just the same, all four plants survived. I found plenty of leaves to gather, and the greens cooked up tastily while I cooked the rest of a frugal, fridge-clearing dinner.
Have I mentioned lately how much I love my collard plants?
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