It’s still hot.
We only have cucumbers. Finally, broke down and went to the farmer’s market. Bought tomatoes. They didn’t make it home with me, but some local honey and beeswax did.
I hate gardening this time of year. It feels like war.
Aren’t you glad you’re not here?
Since I have no vegetables, I’ll show you a pretty bug instead.
If anyone knows what kind of bug it is, I will identify it as something other than the above.