Vegetables can be so beautiful and colorful, you pause to pick them. Maybe I’m not that hungry today. I’ll make due with potatoes and kale and leave the brilliant chard to color the garden.

The magenta spreen never fails to disappoint. Neither do the white flower bean blossoms. I will miss these flowers when the chill of fall puts an end to their blooms.

What is better than apple pie? A ripe apple that has been in the hot sun all day long. Pluck it from the tree, bite into its warm flesh, and an explosion of apple goodness will blow you away. It’s much better than an apple pie fresh out of the oven.

You’ll find apples in stores year round, but if you have an apple tree, you know that these are seasonal fruit and need to be eaten as soon as you pick them.

The white flower beans are developing nicely. In another month, the first should be ready for picking.

There is no doubt that Sven, our Swedish Flower Chicken rooster, is the father of the young, colorful rooster next to the watering can. The young rooster may even be more flamboyant than his father.

Sorry market folks. These plums are too good to sell.

Picking produce early in the morning for market is a joy. Is there anything more tranquil or beautiful than a snap pea covered with dew? Maybe a squash flower opening at dawn? Or an onion in full bloom? Perhaps the savoy cabbage is the fairest of them all.

Radishes are worth growing for their delicate, butterfly-like flowers. Some radishes have white flowers and others pink or lavender. You could have a wedding and use nothing but vegetable flowers. Huge bouquets of carrot flowers would steal the show for sure. The dogs aren’t impressed with radish flowers. They aren’t impressed with me digging up potatoes either.

I’m happy with the potatoes I dug up today, and hopefully plenty of people will be happy with them too at Bow Little Market tomorrow.