Nine years ago I picked up two tiny, summer-bearing, full-sun berry plants for an 11-foot-long garden box that I’d situated along the sunny side of my garage. Today that box overflows with canes —
But now, after fourteen years of writing plant care articles ad nauseum, she was ready to resign and return to some menial retail job or something, even if it meant she’d struggle financially.
As I began my walk, I immediately noticed one thing: dandelions. I don't know how they do it every year, but they come in droves. Seriously, there were a lot of dandelions.