Our summer garden has been harvested and tilled. There are no longer leaves of green or flowers of yellow. The crisp husks of what once was have withered, dried out, and died. As we said goodbye to the garden that provided the makings for multiple bowls of pico we stumbled upon (tripped over would be more like it) a zucchini that flourished despite the harvesting, the drought, and the extreme heat. While it may not be as tasty as its predecessors, it is making its own statement as a true conversation piece. It has served to remind me that we can all continue to grow even when everything around us seems to be trying to squash us.
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