I planted our garden in our front yard because a) our backyard will continue to be a disaster for a long time, b) the front yard gets excellent light, c) grass is pretty useless and just sucks up water, and d) we ultimately want to make our empty spaces more productive.
I planted these beds—mostly from seed—over the course of a couple of weekends (late April-early May) and I’m thrilled to say everything except the zinnias and chives has sprouted. There’s a long way to go before we actually get any kind of produce so there’s still the possibility that everything will die, or get eaten by bugs or birds or squirrels, or some kind of mildew or blight will kill them off. But I’m celebrating these little sprouts as my first big milestone as a new gardener.