WHO IS EROL SOLAK?

This summer has been a wonderful lesson on gardening in the south. I thought I had collected a wealth of advice and knowledge from the local gardeners and farmers here, but somewhere along the way I apparently didn't do something right. I've all but given up on my vegetable garden. I was so excited when tomatoes and peppers and little yellow squash started to peek through the ground, that dreams of a stocked pantry seemed to be coming true. But today, the rows have grown weedy, the plants have shriveled up and the ground has become red clay rock again. It looks sad and deserted over there by the abandoned house in the corner, but I'm leaving it be until the fall when the days are cool enough to start over again.