I visited my Mom ‘s garden yesterday. I weeded her paths dense with purslane and grasses. I fertilized her tomatoes and squashes, pulled her spent pea vines, and gave Charley a bunch of old broccoli stems and a few last peas to eat.

I also pulled my Mom’s ripe garlic. I had serious garlic envy last year. My heads were so small, hers were nice, and I vowed to work on my soil to get heads as big as hers. A week ago I finished pulling my garlic and it is much bigger than last year’s. I was pleased. But yesterday, head after head, I pulled my Mom’s and it’s amazing. Even bigger than it was last year and definitely bigger than mine. —- So I still have garlic envy. And will vow another year to work on my soil.