Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high
There’s a land that I’ve heard of once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream, Really do come true.
Someday I’ll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops,
High above the chimney tops, That’s where you’ll find me.
Somewhere over the rainbow, blue birds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow Why then, oh why can’t I?
If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, Why, oh why can’t I?
Lyrics: Yip Harburg
In this very difficult year that we are enduring, there are moments when we long to fly right along with that blue bird over the rainbow, to a place where pain fades like dew… But here we are in Chubeza’s field, quite connected to the earth, unable to soar with the birds. Yet over the past weeks, we’ve been trying our best to send you a touch of rainbow colors and vitality in your box, through the vivid, multi-coloured sweet potatoes we’re growing this year.
We’ve actually been growing the well-loved, tried-and-true orange sweet potato for 21 years, from Chubeza’s very first harvest. But this year, we’ve added new purple and white sweet potatoes, blending to create a rainbow emerging from the depths of the earth to land into your boxes and onto your plates.