The super model onions are all lined up and ready for the catwalk:
The ambitious peas reach their long, skinny arms for security:
The feminine rhubarb’s dark, wavy locks modestly conceal her deep red tissue:
The cheerleader arugula stands crisp and preppy with her pom poms:
The sophisticated and brooding mesclun mix carelessly sunbathes:
The meditative beets have decided it’s time to get on with the sun salutations:
The radishes spread their heart-shaped shoulders, readying themselves to catch a tiny baseball:
The incognito spinach hasn’t revealed it shape just yet:
The lavish strawberries promise velvet fruit soonish:
The tired taters are slow to emerge and kindof unsure of their identity:
