I am in the midst of creating two new garden beds at our Tuxedo home.
While there are plenty of existing beds that need attention, I
wanted a garden outside the south-facing living room window, and thought that grass between the sidewalk and front of the house seemed...well, unnecessary.
I also wanted to try making them via the "lasagna garden"method vs. digging up the sod, which can be back-breaking work. And the lasagna method is best done in the fall, so despite the mad rush I am taking on the challenge.
The beds I am making are big and require a lot of organic matter. This means that I am putting on my rubber boots, grabbing my wheelbarrow & snow shovel and taking to the streets.
|Before dropping their leaves the trees form a gorgeous connected arch over the road.|
There are loads of wet, mushy leaves in the gutter at the side of the road and I am taking all I can get. They may not be that rich in nutrients but they are plentiful and allow me to started.
I have "cleaned the streets" in front of my own house and those of my neighbours up and down the block.
And that is why they must think I am crazy.
Did I mention that by the time I am home from work and had dinner that I am "cleaning the streets" in the dark? I know that if I didn't have the context and saw my neighbour doing the same, I would think they were obsessive-compulsive.
Whereas I am just enthusiastic ;)