What better way is there to exert control over an uncontrollable world than to build things?
Noah and I laid drainage pipe, dug a big hole to collect and absorb the water, and then built a little bridge over it to make a rain garden.
And I built some steps down from the fire pit area into the main garden, re-using old brick stepping stones and edging.
Everything feels so sad and on the brink of disaster these days. At least I can force wood and dirt to conform to my vision for the world. Beyond that? Who knows what is next.
A Gardener's Lot 