What I Learned From Giving My Garden a Sabbatical
By mid-summer, weeds had taken over my community garden plot in Northwest Washington, D.C. Two sides of my fence had come down.
Callaloo had grown wild on its own. I cooked up some of it and wondered if the food pantry downtown would accept a bag of it. Other plants were diminished to nubs, the work of hungry deer.
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