When I was a kid in Junior High school, our family had my grandmother living with us.
Grandma stayed until she passed at 103 years old, and was always busy in the garden.
There were many things she taught us, one of which was how to work in the garden growing things.
Grandma would take dirt and boil it on the stove downstairs for hours to get the bad stuff out of it.
I can’t imagine what bad stuff would be in good old dirt but she grew the biggest, prettiest plants.
Grandma would also collect rainwater in a barrel and pitch all the rabbit droppings and straw under the pens into the water and then use the water (she called tea) to put on her plants.
