So, you ask, "What does a garden look like when its owner has totally ignored it for some lousy Olympics?" Well my friends, I'll show you:
There are weeds.
And there are more weeds.
The slugs are monsterous.
The spiders think they own the place. (The mosquitoes however know they own it.)
It's not all bad. Some coleus sprouted that I had forgotten about. And the other coleus are doing beautifully - with no help from me.