Where the (insert curse word here) did those beans come from?
OK, so that might be the longest blog title ever.
It's been a brutally hot couple of days. There is no AC at the Fulton Township compound, and the heat is starting to make even the Tall Man cranky--but only in the sweetest way possible.
Here's the cool thing about the heat: Seeds are popping out of the ground in record time. All of a sudden I've got beans up to my ankles.
So how are your gardens surviving this hot spell?