A garden is time accumulation. You work a little, then wait; work a little more, then wait. Wait some more. Then work, and wait. It’s like publishing, except with publishing you can work while you wait, and in a garden you can’t make stuff grow faster and there’s only so much weeding that can be accomplished before diminishing returns sets in.
So, right now these boxes are just in the prep stage, a cover crop of field peas and oats in them. That will grow all summer and be mulched in when it dies back in winter. Next year maybe I’ll do the monster daikon, then it will be time to plant my rue, my mugwort, and other useful things.
For right now, though…we wait.