06/14/2026
Spring arrives like a cheerful whirlwind- after we've all waited through the cold and gray days of winter. We spend our days cleaning beds, turning soil, mending fences, and tucking tiny seeds into the earth with hopeful hands. Every warm afternoon is filled with the rush of preparation, as we race alongside the season to get everything planted, rooted, and growing before summer settles in.
Now the garden has entered a different chapter. The frenzy of sowing has given way to the steady rhythm of tending. This is the season of keeping up with abundance. We walk the rows each morning, checking leaves for signs of trouble, pulling the occasional w**d that dares to compete, and making sure every plant has what it needs to thrive.
Baskets are rarely empty for long. Cucumbers seem to appear overnight, beans hide beneath their leaves, and tomatoes blush a little redder with each passing day. The harvest must be gathered often, not only to fill our tables and preserve for the months ahead, but to encourage the plants to keep producing their generous gifts.
Summer gardening is less about planting dreams and more about nurturing them. It is a season of sun-warmed hands, overflowing baskets, and daily visits among the growing things. The work is never quite finished, but neither is the reward, as each harvest brings another reminder of the tiny seeds that began it all.
Every drying rack is full of herbs- all baskets are piles with produce to preserve. My hands are busy, my days are long and my heart is full.
