The space is set.

My no dig garden has been erected in the middle of my backyard, the whole 4.8m x 4.8m and 1.2m high, and it is all thanks to my wonderful husband and his very helpful parents. It is beautiful! I never thought I would say that about some wood and wire but it is.

My two dallies who previously dominated the backyard have come to terms with once again being placed at the bottom of the pecking order (first it was off the couch, then out of the house and now a quarter of their play and pooing area has been removed).  However they have enjoyed trying to get their little noses through the holes in the wire to grab a mouthful of hay or two.

The most surprising aspect to this new little adventure is that I love going to the local co-op to get my hay, manure and compost. It is  a whole new world of shopping I am discovering - including baby chickens which my 13mth BB old called 'duckz' on sight. I would not have found this joy if my own compost worked! (I suppose that my own compost not working is not as surprising in this adventure). My quick banner batch bin that consists of a bin with a lid, occy straps and a few drilled holes will need a little more then the recommended two weeks because, after some reading, I think I have overloaded the bin with too much kitchen waste unsettling the nitrogen vs carbon equilibrium). I also had to purchase 'well rotted' manure as the fresh manure I collected at a friends farm needs to age before being put directly onto a garden. It seems I do have a lot to learn.

As I am still deliberating the internal design of my patch I have only laid two layers for my no-dig garden, newspapers and lucerne hay. However in anticipation I have started to sow some seeds that are winter welcoming and it was meditative (it could be the case that BB's long sleep contributed to this state).  Anyway time will tell if I should continue with living blue ideals or use the pen to breed Dalmatians... fingers crossed.