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.
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!