The Ladies.

This morning (upon my morning ritual of staring at the garden for a long, long time), I laughed out loud when I saw the broccoli. Like something out of Dream Girls, the broccoli seedlings seem to have grown a couple of arms clothed in bell sleeves alongside their little faces.

Ms. Diva, 18 days old.

Can't you just picture them screaming with delight as you walk in the door? "DAHLING!" they cry, "It's been AGES!"



Funnier still is to see them all together, a bunch of tall, thin broccoli fashionistas, throwing their arms to the sky in dramatic symphony.