On a cold November afternoon of last year, I sat down in my (once upon a time) garden. I felt tears in my eyes.It was gone. Our lush, green, personal jungle that we had worked so hard on, and spent so much time in....gone. Wilted and frosted to the ground, limp and lifeless. No vegetables to offer.No bees. No green.Nothing.Winter had been trying to take over for weeks,and it had finally succeeded