This year I grew mostly flowers. Because Sarah and I both work at the farmers market and have all the produce we need. And because flowers present that special opportunity for pride and love. Just this morning the flax bloomed. Just one tiny raspberry colored papery moth. My relationship to growing flowers is so different from veggies. I don't yell for Sarah when the zucchini fruit forms but this morning I interrupted a step-by-step retelling of boy kissed girl to run to the newly revealed flax and gently hold its head while stating the obvious. Hi honey, you made it!