Once upon a time my grandmother and I had a garden. The previous homeowner got rid of an old swimming pool and all that was left was a big round circle of sand. My grandfather had been a farmer all his life and told us we'd never get anything to grow there. My grandmother saw things differently. We bought a lot of dirt and planted all kinds of vegetables.
A few weeks later our garden had come alive. I stopped by to see how it was doing and I found my grandmother standing in the garden talking to all the plants with words of encouragement and showering water down into the soil below. She told me that talking to the crops was important, to let them know we cared. Silly maybe but we had a great bumper crop of vegetables that year.
Do you talk to you garden...I do!