Where do you and your garden stand right now? Let me take a wild guess.
The spring flush of puppy love is gone, obviously. That was so yesterday.
I’m betting your excitement over a summer romance is also over. These things never last.
In fact, with the first volunteer pumpkins ripening on the compost pile, I’m willing to bet that you’re just riding out the next month and a half until you can pull out the cider and start fantasizing over next year’s love affair. Am I correct?