They would be wrong.
If the Master Gardener takes a five day vacation right at the peak of growing season, and then comes home to five straight days of rain, in which a total of ten inches falls, her garden most likely will look something like this:
Somewhere in there, there are some flowers, and my job for the week is to release them from their weedy prison. I will also be tying up my gorgeous, but rebellious, climbing rose:
The rest of the garden is a little waterlogged, but okay. I really have nothing to complain about compared to the farmers, who still don't have their beans planted, or have had all their corn washed out. It's a hot, sunny day today. We are all praying for a reprieve from rain for a week or so, to get that water on it's way down the rivers and all the basements dry.