Today by some miracle the landscaper came and did what he said he would do: removed the sod, tilled the soil, and dry-stack edged my front bed. I bought 240 lbs of cow manure and managed to dig some of it into the soil before dark. I won't get back to this project until Sunday. It's 9p.m and I hear an unfamiliar sound out my window--a hoot owl.
After 10 years gardening on solid rock in Rollingwood, I moved into a 40's cottage in the North Loop area spring 2007. The little postage stamp yard is black clay and no one had ever dug a single flower bed. After visiting Key West a few years ago, I came back inspired by the little frame cottages, white painted railings, and rustling palm leaves. So the plan is: desert tropical cottage garden.