The summer doldrums, I call it. When it feels like a sauna outside, and it won’t rain, and yet the plants and especially the weeds grow like Jack’s magical beanstalk until the garden feels suffocated by vegetation. That’s where I was a couple weeks ago, with tree limbs drooping over paths,
» ....Revamping the Circle Garden, again
The summer doldrums, I call it. When it feels like a sauna outside, and it won’t rain, and yet the…
