She startled a little at the other woman's arrival, quiet and fast and something she was going to have to remember, and she followed, arms folding across her chest and keeping both of the others where she could see them, "Red cherries or the yellow and orange ones?"

It was both to keep him talking and because she was genuinely curious, some people had a preference, some didn't. Though both brows lifted a little at the intact tomato being pulled out of the overgrowth, "Yeah, tomatoes will keep coming back pretty much forever as long as the dirt's still good and there aren't hookworms to eat the flowers before they can turn to fruit."

She shrugged, arms still folded, "Most squash is the same way, can't get rid of it unless you uproot the whole thing and even that isn't a guarantee." There had been three summers they'd suffered through zucchini everything because they kept forgetting to dig the thing out in the winter and it had come back in the spring.