Magnificent Obsession:
Summer in the Garden

The garden definitely suffered this summer due to the impending birth of my third child (who entered the world safely on August 18th). By mid July, eight months pregnant and miserably uncomfortable, I gave up on maintenance of any kind. This resulted in a sometimes picturesque, sometimes melancholy experiment in what happens to a garden planted in the spring and then ignored. There is beauty and abundance to be sure, but also the blatant evidence of neglect. For now I enjoy the jungle, pick the veggies that survived, and dream of next spring.

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