Little fallen onions

I find something appealing about marbles. The irrational but ever-present child in me wants them.

Pumpkins and translation

You can get someone else to do the hard graft, but you will not have learned anything about structure.

More Hügelkultur

When it came to returning the soil to the pit, and covering all the wood, there were worms in almost every shovelful of soil.

Strange trellises of the odd kind

The purpose of this post is to document how ungainly my vining solutions have been.

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