Haven’t really felt inspired this week, now that the blanket of snow on the lawn is gone and the tufted brown weedy mess is exposed for all to see. I’m a gardener, dammit, and looking out there depresses me no end. The grubs/skunks/voles did their thing last fall. Over the huge septic bed, there is nothing nutritious – just a massive expanse of humpy sand that supports swathes of vegetation that I don’t want to see, but no grass, no matter how much soil I sprinkle down then seed so gently by hand. Just came back from the Newmarket Home Show and spoke with a lovely woman named Ann, aka Dirt Girl Landscaping. She’s coming by in a couple of weeks for a consultation…

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