Living in the northeastern United States can and often is a challenge for vegetable and flower gardeners. Through trial and error, we plod on, learning as we go what works and what doesn’t.
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I’ve played in the dirt most of my life, and yet, my skill set still leaves much to be desired. I try and educate myself on certain plants, soil and conditions, but there is so much more.
In October, the garlic cloves get planted and covered with leaves. It will be a long 9 months before the garlic is ready to harvest. 
Finally, spring arrives and the first daffodil appears and hope is alive, once again.
Slowly things come to life.
I smile with anticipation, wondering what will blossom next and if my plants lasted through another harsh winter.
When summer draws to a close it becomes quite clear. Yes, Mother nature served me well, once again.
Soon it will be time to hibernate, but not until I pick the last tomato, green pepper and lettuce that cling to life. Yes, it is bittersweet leaving spring and summer. So, until next year, I will continue to dream.
Written by Dennis L. Page
