I feel joy when I look at our garden. It's a bit disheveled, at the moment, but disheveled is kind of what the Fall-time is about, isn't it. The growth period lengthening out, extending as far as it can reach into the next season, but also slowing in preparation for a mostly gradual, but sometimes abrupt ending.
The tomatoes seemed to be the most productive, producing enough to share with neighbours, make salsa, and freeze (along with eating handfuls and spoonfuls, every day, for weeks). I believe they did so well because they were the crop to get the most love. Love makes everything better, after all.
Our plan is to do the "no-till" method of layering compost and such, this fall, attempting to recreate the forest floor where everything grows abundantly. We will likely remove the fencing, thus extending the garden in all directions, and then double the whole thing by digging another rectangular bed about the same size, nearby.
The idea of being able to grow enough for our family for the whole year, and to grow enough to give away to everyone I meet throughout the year, is what motivates me.
Food security is another motivation. In 5 years, if most of us can grow our own food (on land or in a deck-garden), our world and the people's health will be in much better shape than it is right now. One small thing, but actually really big when duplicated.