Our late summer/early fall garden is an eyesore. Sweet potato vines have successfully crawled over every inch of dirt. The beans should have been mounted on a trellis. But instead they sprawl, wild and tangled like the guts of an exploded bovine.
In spite of these facts, a glimmer of a harvest has manifested.
Fresh backyard onions and basil helped season tuna linguine.
Okra and beans became vegetable curry.
The banana tree has sprouted three baby trees at its side.
New mint sprigs are popping up in the soil.
Aloe vera gets plucked at its tips when insect bites need soothing.