Gardening Notes

We all have those quintessential summer memories from our youth. You know those call-out moments that say "Summer". Like that first day of summer when you can imagine the days stretched out before you like blank pages in a journal. Or the rising hum of cicadas, in the late afternoon when the humidity fills the air and clings to everything. Remember those unyielding wooden spoons for Italian ice? And the ice served in those tiny pleated paper cups? The cup that didn’t hold up