I used to think my grandma was a little crazy for having such an enormous garden. I helped her once, but even being paid to weed couldn’t make gardening appeal to me.
Everything changed when I bought my first home in St. Paul: suddenly I was making straight lines curved, dividing and transplanting, and salvaging old bricks for edging.
Here at the B&B we inherited a beautiful perennial garden. After four years I’ve learned that weeding really has to be done right away, before everything gets tall.
Oof! This one didn’t get any attention last summer.
An unexpectedly warm May-June has meant I’ve made a lot of progress. I find I’m about as fanatical as my grandma…
Thanks, Dad, for putting up all the lattice!
Also, I can’t recommend the Yard Butler Twist Tiller enough!
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