This month I've been in the beds. Hands in the ground, back low, doing the slow, unglamorous work that nobody posts about-- amending the soil before one single seed goes in. Lime. Bone meal. Leaf mulch. Compost and aged manure. Layer by layer, worked into earth that had been sitting there looking like it was ready but wasn't. It looked like soil. It felt like soil. But it was dirt. And nothing, not even the most resilient seed was going to thrive without intervention. The Di