The garden reached it's zenith and what was green and crowded when these were taken is now dry and browning. It's time to make room for Fall.
I just don't know if I want to try fall vegetables. This dry summer was a let down, (though you may not be able to tell from the photo) and I have a feeling my life is about to get busier than ever. But once you set a garden up, it's hard to abandon it. It's like disowning a child, plus it's really ugly if nothing's growing in it.
Who am I kidding? I'll probably be weeding and disturbing all sorts of things in the backyard tomorrow when the kids go back to school. This is the crux of my intense nature: I don't easily just let things take a backward course, not if I think I can help. I can't let sleeping dogs lie in relationships and I can't let living things die. (sounds like a bumper sticker.) Don't get me wrong, I can kill them accidentally, but it's hard to just do nothing while a little gift of life (be it a plant, an idea, or a relationship) withers away. This leads to lots of effort on my part that may or may not be a waste, depending on your point of view.