The barren garden has suddenly sprung to life and is choked with tomatoes. Five lettuce seedlings out of the twenty I brought up from our apartment in Brooklyn survived and yielded exactly two salads. Mustard and arugula are bolted and gone, replanted with lola rosso and butterhead. It seems what these gardens needed more than compost (they needed that too) was patience.

cluster of tomatoesbasilwheelbarrow &c apples swelling

Whether we can translate anything we’ve learned (what have we learned?) into a plot 100 times the size of these test gardens remains to be seen. I’ve been spending a lot of time staring at our fate: