Micro

A dozen or so

Microgardens growing here

Crowded together. 

When asked what I grow, I begin listing, and the list is very long. Because this wasn't planned as a whole, landscaped, groomed, perfect space. I dug a hole, fed the soil, tried a plant. If it grew, it could stay. If it died, I would try another.  Over and over I dug, fed, planted, waited.  I tried to read the seed packages and plant requirements, but so often I was swept away by the image on the package or the ID tag in the pot. Sometimes, those grew well, often they became compost. 

I fought foxtail grasses, Morning Glory, English Ivy, Star of Bethlehem and assorted weeds whose name I never learned. Replaced them with Lemon Balm and catmint, and some other mint, but at least those do not have spiky seeds that get lodged in dog's paws. Nor does it grow up the bricks and destroy the mortar. Yes, it's also invasive, but it is green and Eleanor loves it.  Veronica covers the soil in winter and early spring, another volunteer, protecting the bare ground. I pull it up and compost it, just enough to let other life through after it is spent. It's welcome enough in its season. 

Lots of irises, tulips, alliums this year, color in spring. 

Life returning.