Back in June of this year, I was anticipating my second hip surgery while sitting at my desk in the corner by a window. I was looking out at a pine tree surrounded by... dirt. Ick. Boring. I thought it would be nice to have a little garden there to gaze at while I recovered.
Inspiration born, I asked my husband to start saving grass clippings to throw on the dirt, knowing it would eventually loosen up the dirt and improve the soil. So he did that for a couple of weeks, and then I was ready to go! I headed out, little shovel in hand, hunting my other gardens for transplants. (The shovel doubles as a cane, too!) We have about an acre yard, so visiting my various gardens served as daily exercise too.