Trust me, I wouldn’t say it if it wasn’t true.

Last year, our homestead garden was entirely my responsibility. While I relied on Ian to run the over-sized tiller to turn up the thick clay we were pretending was good garden soil, the planning, planting and maintenance of the space was completely up to me.

And it was a disaster.

I started out well enough. Seeds were started in our greenhouse in the early spring and throughout April and May I managed to keep the weeds at bay and coax out some impressive-looking boc choy and broccoli.

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