Salvaged, cheap, or free containers. Good compost. Moisture. Some seedlings, some seeds. A mostly-sunny patio. A little attention. So far that’s all I’ve put into my patio garden, and it’s paying me back tenfold.
A few of the survivors, planted immediately post-dog attack:
The same plants, today:
It’s not much, really–it almost doesn’t feel right to call it a garden–but it makes me enormously happy to see all this on my porch.
It is, indeed, a lovely sight!
Haha, at least you have a garden. I want one!