A couple of us picked the few remaining green beans and eggplants, while others harvested Swiss chard and white radishes. A grocery bag full of sweet potatos is what’s left of the plot of deep-green leaves. Tomato vines and still-flourishing collards were pulled up and piled on the compost heap. The plants still had some energy left, but the gardeners are ready to get on with their lives. Dusk came early as we paused from our tasks to meet baby Lincoln, born just days ago to one of our gardening families. I never knew gardening could be so much like a party. It has been a good first year for the community garden. –Fletcher Farrar, editor and publisher
This article appears in Sep 25 – Oct 1, 2014.
