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The garden is winning

Every July I remember that I am not, in fact, in charge of the garden. The tomatoes have opinions. The mint is staging a coup.

What's actually growing

  • Tomatoes, too many
  • Basil, thriving out of spite
  • Something I planted in April and can no longer identify

I'll take the wins where I can get them. This year's win: I remembered to water.