I technically already finished my garden internship, but just couldn’t seem to stay away. I’m back a week early to work there a bit more before classes start.I returned to the garden this morning after several weeks away, and found it to be as beautiful as ever:  an early morning fog hanging low, the smell of moist earth, ripe tomatoes on their fragrant vines, and the chickens just starting to stir and peep in their coops. The two small roosters are just learning to crow, and it’s darling to see them clumsily fly to the highest perch they can find, strain their tiny necks, and try their hardest to sound big and tough (it comes out a cute, wimpy, “cock-a-doo-ooo”).I walked back to my dorm room feeling wide awake and at peace in a way that I can’t just can’t seem to feel in many other places. I didn’t have my camera, but that’s alright, because I believe that the most beautiful things (like a garden’s smell and feel, not just appearance) are made all the more beautiful by merit of the fact that their beauty can’t be captured. I do, however, have a picture (below), of me holding one of the little guys with little crows a while back, and Ludo with el Jefe.So fall is coming soon, and classes starting sooner, and I’m looking foward to a little fall gardening and even to the winter preparations. There’s just always so much to see and do in the garden.