Some years are not for gardening.
This year my extended family needed me. My grandpa’s failing health has had me away from home all the days I can spare, and some that I probably could not. But given the choice of helping out family or digging in the dirt I turned my back on my gardens and left.
Not to say that I never touched a plant, I did pull a few weeds from the flower bed in front of the house every now and then. I put six tomato plants in the ground, rather late, and ignored the rest of the perennial flower beds around the house.
The ignored beds did what patches of growing things do best. They grew. They grew many beautiful flowers, and at least two bouquets made it to our table. Had I taken the time to harvest them I would have had a bumper crop…
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