Cauliflower Harvest

Be still my heart, we have grown cauliflower.

Beautiful cauliflower.

Big cauliflower (alongside Big Brother Bear).

Delicious cauliflower.

Many of them.

Oh cauliflower, you made my day.  My week.  My year.

In the past we haven’t had great success with cauliflower.  The heads we grew were on the small size, definitely not enough for a meal.   There was issues of containers, aphids, hurricanes, frost.  There was never a issue of love though, that’s for sure.  So this year when everything aligned just right, the broccoli finished growing… and then the cauliflower appeared.   It was a beautiful moment.  I cheered. I grabbed Matthew’s hand.  We danced around the containers.  Spectators watched in confusion as I hoisted cauliflower onto my shoulders and paraded them around the roof.  The other plants cheered.  

I remember where you were just a little seeding baby.  Do you remember?

Then one day I saw your little head poke out.  My heart jumped. 

And do you remember that cold, rainy day where we harvested the first one?  I was ecstatic. I might have cried.

I liked to play peek-a-boo with you.

And then there was so  many of you.

Some days we would pick 3.

Some days 1.

Some days 2.

And another 3.

Your entire plant is so pretty, look at the bottom.  How are you so perfect?

You’re just real great cauliflower, that’s not much more to say. 

Thanks for a good season cauliflower!
Cauliflower recipes coming soon!