The Lonely Cabbage


Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Childhood, Childrearing, Children | Posted on 13-09-2015

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One hot summer’s day, we went to a farm with acres of cabbage, cauliflower, eggplant, and corn. Fields of zinnias, sunflowers, cosmos, foxgloves. Orchards with peaches. Rows of raspberries and giant blackberries.

There was an abundance of produce and goodness! We picked berries until we couldn’t pick or eat any more. We picked $40 in peaches.

The cabbages also beckoned. You couldn’t miss them. There were in perfect rows, with huge leaves framing their white cabbage heads.

We noticed one cabbage sitting all by itself. Cut loose and laying in the dirt, without leaves to protect it from the sun. We felt sorry for it. The lonely cabbage. So of course, we took it with us. My daughter cradled it in her arms. The lonely cabbage was lonely no more!

The shriveled cabbage reminded me of the bruised apples I often buy at the grocery store, because I feel sorry for them. Read about that here.

On our way home, when we stopped for lunch, my daughter was concerned that the cabbage would get too hot in the car.

Should we leave the air conditioning on for it? She asked. I don’t want it to get too hot.

Oh my goodness, that girl is sweeter than the juiciest peach from the orchard.

Endless cabbages.

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