I couldn't wait. After all the other community gardeners had packed it up for the Fall, I went back and planted garlic. All winter long I thought now and again about what it might be doing under all that snow. As Spring came and the snow melted, I was greeted one day, by garlic scapes. So green against the dark, baron, dirt that was to be our garden. I can only say, the thrill of planting something and it coming up is one kind of joy, but something coming up after all that cold is even more amazing. I was over joyed.
Right about that time is when I wanted to improve upon the two little raised beds at home. I wanted the one by the stairs to be more in the sun light, so it needed to come out and away from the stairs. Back to the Home Depot. This time I needed to put the seats down to haul all the materials home. Once home, I carfully deconstucted the first bed, using some of the old cinder blocks and some new and created an entirely new bed. Twice the size, too. I'm not doing this again. When the first one was made along the stairs, it took up a bit of my designated parking spot. After I was done moving and creating this newest bed, I had no spot at all left. But my tomatoes wre going to have great sun that year.
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