August can either be a month where the fruits of our labors and expressions of love come together into a glorious crescendo of all the wonderful colors of the rainbow, or it can be a time when we head out for vacations and ball games, and our yards become neglected barren patches of dried out dirt…
I know we are in the midst of fall and I hate to even bring up the term “winter” quite yet, but as they say, “the early bird gets the worm”. Like the box stores, gardeners like to stay ahead of things and I am already seeing…