Our home and yard are 28 years old now. These garden boxes have held our family produce for a long time, summer after summer. They are finally giving out, filled with termite ants and decay from water and weather. It was time to rebuild.
We decided to make them a bit taller this time, since we are a bit older.
Yesterday a load of garden soil was delivered. This soil is a mixture of mulch, top soil and steer manure. It is rich and dark and it smells earthy and good.
I stood in the cul de sac today looking at and admiring that dump of dirt, wishing that such a thing could happen with my brain–empty out the old, rebuild the structure, and refill with rich fertile soil that will receive the next seeds and plants. If only it were that easy.