While trimming the flowers off the kale, I discovered that they were covered in aphids. More to the point, I grabbed a kale stalk, felt it squirm in my hand and screamed like a little girl and scrubbed my hands for several minutes.
Then I called my mommy, the master gardener, who prescribed ladybugs.
After I spent the evening convinced I was covered in bugs, we went down to the new City Folk Farm Shop and got some aphid killers.
Thank you, ladybugs!
(The infested flowers from yesterday went to the chickens, who were very, very happy!)