Summer Squash Boats

I went out to the garden to do away with my arugula plants. They’d bolted, were dead, and I found them unsightly. Unsightliness goes against one of the chief pleasures of the garden, its verdant comeliness.

Figured I would throw the arugula in the woods. Had an unrealistic hope that I’d end up with arugula eventually growing in the woods by the garden. …