I am weary of my garden. The weeds have taken over. It is still very very hot out and I haven't been in the mood to rise at 6am to pull them. I struggle to feel gratitude for all the tiny white blooms on the bean stalks, signaling a fall crop on the way. I feel too tired to make tomato sauce and salsa, but I will be grateful when it's done---when I reach in the freezer for some sunshine-in-a-jar this winter. And yeah, I'll get to planting some fall lettuce and spinach, and I'll be glad eating my salad as I watch the first snow fall. But right now, all I want to do is sleep!