I've never really given this much consideration to the garden in my whole life. I became interested in gardening when I was living at the apartment, so to be suddenly faced with a place where I can experiment is great. However the extent of the task is somewhat daunting: So much shit died in the four years we left it unattended, and whatever's still alive has grown out of control. I've spent hours each day moving 30lb of soil up and down the driveway or trimming four foot bushes. Still, I'm pleased as I conceive of all the possibilities. I'm already planning magnificent displays for the pots or where to put the rose bushes in the front. It's just going to take forever to clean all this shit up.