I guess it's will be helpful to explain how my garden came into existence 13 years ago because it illustrates my learn-as-you-go approach. That would be the 'old' garden; the one that was overrun with smartweed. We built our house 13 years ago, but ran out of money when it came to laying the sod (why sod, not grass seed? That would be due to our energetic Labrador Toby, who is now tearing up the grass in heaven). We decided to keep a part of the side lawn for a garden. The native Longwood soil is pretty heavy, mostly clay. One day I ordered, by phone, 15 yards of topsoil and 15 yards of mushroom soil (Mmmm, love that smell). I figured that my husband and I could shovel the dirt onto the garden where needed . When a tractor trailer pulled into the driveway I realized that my strategy was profoundly flawed. I ran into the house, and found a rental company that would deliver a front loader that afternoon. I had the time of my life moving a mountain of dirt into a flat, gently graded garden. Alls well that ends well. I love heavy machinery!
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