Ask a Master Gardener

To many of you it means the last remnants of everlasting summer days. Many of you are back to school shopping and menu planning. August means two-a-days. But I want to tell you something now about when I was a child, because August in Texas mostly meant…okra. Okra stalks higher than I was. Fried okra. Okra and tomatoes. Pickled okra. Gumbo. My daughter eats pickled okra by the jar. She pops the pi…