Sit in them and they won't protest - or even crush. But they lack a certain something that a real garden gives us. And so we toil on. The truth of it all It doesn't always feel like work. Having decided on a spot for the newcomer, it seems only a moment's work to prepare the spot, remove anything that looks like an incipient weed, and generally leave the area better than I found it.
Planting is so full of hope that it can never be anything but pleasant.
But then came the watering - I don't think we've had any rain for the past several weeks. But those rainy springs are worth it - the plants absolutely lap it up and grow lush and beautiful. This spring, planting is a lot like digging through dust. You can't make a decent planting hole because the dirt slides right back into it before you can take hold of the plant and slot it in. You attach it to the hose and it does the digging using water pressure.