I felt terribly guilty last weekend about sharing my frustrations with my garden this year.

But I was amazed at all the folks who wrote to share their frustrations with this season. Or all the ways you get yourselves back in the gardening game.  

There is something wonderful about the feel of sun-warmed soil beneath your feet, especially on a hot day when the soil is quite toasty.

I kicked off my garden clogs and took a stroll around the garden. I had a nice chat with the peppermint and the yarrow. I pulled some weeds and sighed a great big sigh.  

Everything is behind because of the weird spring we had, followed by weeks of drought. I will not have homegrown shishito or poblano peppers this year because I lost them on the third late frost. The eggplants are already inundated with flea beetles.

But the garlic looks lovely. Our new location for growing pumpkins seems to be working even better than we thought it would. And the drip irrigation has been a lifesaver (as well as a water saver).