photo by Pedro Vergara For the first time in thirty years, I’m tempted to give up on my garden. When I lived in Charlotte years ago, I grew vegetables that generated lots of food, including tomatoes, garlic, peas and beans, arugula, peppers, and herbs of all kinds. Many meals were created from this bounty. In Charlotte, I lived on farmland, with soil that had decades of enrichment. Now living in Bristol, every inch I dig into yields rocks and stones and clayey earth. Still