One of the things I did in June was tackle a part of the north border that had never been cultivated. I had dumped leaves there for several years, but otherwise whatever the birds planted that could tolerate shade was growing there: garlic mustard, aster, goldenrod, creeping bellflower, and jewelweed.
My goal was nothing less than complete renovation: weeds removed, soil amended and turned, plants planted. When I get involved in a garden project, I become oblivious to everything except the goal at hand. Anything not needed at that precise moment is thrown behind me …
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