This is not my broccoli. My broccoli looks like lorraine swiss right now, shredded by impressive little cabbage worms. They seem to have been brought under control with a soap-based insecticide, so there’s still a good chance the heads will turn out okay.
In the end it might have made sense to devote more space to growing things I’m not likely to get around here. Like endive, escarole, radicchio, etc. Like any good Cubs fan will tell you, there’s always next year.