But alas, the days fly by and the seasons turn and before you know it, the bounty's been consumed or put-up for winter and the garden stops to take a break. It's during this period of "repose" that we were lucky to have had the chance for a re-visit. The garden is still as beautiful as in late July, but with a touch of melancholy now in knowing that very soon it will all have come and gone for another six months.
Late July
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The sure "knowlege" that their reproductive days are numbered must be spurring on the hearty squashes and chards for that final sprint to the finish line, as they squeeze out every last possible seed or photosynthesize like crazy before the inevitible first frost.
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