The garden was off to a rough start this summer. I never cleaned up out there last fall (I had a baby) and I never got on top of things this spring. I scattered a bunch of seeds and planted a few seedlings and hoped for the best.
At this point, the best thing I can say about the garden is that the flowers are taller than the weeds.
I'm feeling overwhelmed inside the home, too: I just can't get on top of things. But I trust that the flowers are taller than the weeds. The flowers are mostly what the children will remember when they are grown. I hope.