So I knew my parents were working on a vegetable garden this year, but I was surprised by the communal experience they had created.
My parents, along with their two neighbors, sectioned off a plot of land where all the property lines come together.
By the time I saw the garden, it was thriving. My initial thought was “they’ve become communal hippies."
That is until they started showing off the plants – That one’s Larry’s, oh and those aren’t our tomatoes, ours are over here.
Maybe not communal but sustainable – Go Mom and Dad.