"Wait. Let me get this straight. You want me to throw all this trash in your garden."
That's what Melvin said when I asked him to cover my little fenced area with cardboard boxes and a pile of fallen limbs.
I decided at the end of the growing season that I was going to break down all the grass in The Secret Garden and convert the entire area to a production garden. I had been saving up boxes from all my various deliveries. Rather than send them off to a landfill, they head to the... Continue reading
