Maintaining the garden is a labor of love
I’m sure the last article about the evolution of my garden left you thirsty for more information. Over my nearly 21 years in Old Tiburon, I’ve developed a bad habit, an addiction really, of putting all sorts of things out in the garden. It all started with a gnome or two, and now there are a couple dozen at least, some of whom live under glass cloches to keep them from escaping and colonizing the neighborhood and beyond. A friend brought her grandchildren over one day and they counted more than 50.
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