First Fruits of Summer
When we moved to the country, I had dreams of having a bountiful garden. Despite having four acres, my garden never happened. It never happened because I was the only one who had this dream and I didn’t have the drive to go at it alone. I’m not sure why that was the case, but it was. As this spring approached, I still had dreams of a garden. Now, living once again in suburbia, I have one. How is that…