First it was dry. Then it rained a lot. A whole lot. Things grew.
Food plants almost disappeared.
Yesterday I spent half an hour with a hoe, chopping weeds while managing not to kill any broccoli or peppers.
I found it!
I cut half a cup of broccoli. (There's a little more waiting.) July 28th is a ridiculous date for a first harvest of broccoli.
There are two peppers: one small, that I hope will grow a bit more, and one tiny. Not much of a harvest for the amount of work I put into it.