Heirloo: A Garden in the Middle of the Summer

This was our fourth summer at the allotment in our little patch at the community garden. The family that gardened in the plot next to ours had gotten too busy as their sons grew, and we'd taken over their beds. A couple of times each summer though, they'd all come by and lend a hand with planting or weeding or harvesting. We'd have a picnic together, under the trees like old times. Something I have come to value as I've gotten older is having more people in my life. Who are younger than me, and who are older than me.