The Gardens
Our gardens have been a long, uneven journey. Living on a heavily wooded lot, every bed is a small negotiation with the trees for light. The beds also serve a quieter purpose — softening the ground around tree stumps and the odd angles that make mowing a real challenge. Each new one means a little less my husband has to fight with the riding mower. The garden keeps growing, sometimes faster than we can keep up, but the trade is worth it: more beauty, more harvest, less battle with the lawn.