When Joe installed my garden here, being the tidy little guy that he is, he built boxes for the plantings. He was careful to measure how far I could reach (you know how he is) and then made sure I could access each box from either side. He measured the walk ways in between the boxes so the wheel barrow could roll through without difficulty. Then he installed a fountain in the center so the birds would come and take a bath in the summer. Perfect.
I have enjoyed that garden for 11 years now. Every year I try to plant it out in different colors. Sometimes in purples and pinks, one year it was all white flowers, this year it was pretty miscellaneous. It is starting to wind down now that the seasons are changing. We're putting a few of the beds to rest and cleaning up all the tomatoes that the chipmunks have dragged and stuffed everywhere. Last night we built a fire in the fire pit and made S'mores with Lanie and her parents. Lanie, who is four, thought we were camping out. Nope, just looking at the stars and listening to the tree frogs for a little while longer.