With a full heart, I wander toward the back of our property. My heart sinks, seeing that the vegetable patch is, of course, full of weeds and rogue grasses. This issue has been the bane of my existence ever since Darren and I began the process of bringing this space back to life. The poor blueberries and haskaps that border this area, I’m sure, feel the same way. In my mind’s eye, I see this space carpeted with rich, nutrient compost and topsoil.