On an overcast winter morning, the four acres of Wild Roots Farm look pretty dormant to the untrained eye. A string of winter storms and some 20-degree nights have left what looks like rows of muddy soil with spots of wilting vegetation mixed in. But Mary Colombo sees things a little differently.
“On the outside it’s all slimy and dead,” said Colombo, “but peel back all those layers and inside is this beautiful green head of radicchio with [what] looks like elf-painted pink speckles all throughout.”
