The topsoil that Andy had heaped behind the house was too dry to move until late autumn 2008. So the house just sat in the middle of the paddock for a few months. There was enough to do between learning how to be a dad and running the cafe, so the garden wasn't really a priority.
But then Andy came and pushed and shoved and scraped and graded and made a space for a garden.
In much the same way as it had been amazing to visualise the potential house and then to create it, it was exciting to imagine what the garden could become. The difference between building and gardening though, is that building is reasonably exact and controllable. Gardening isn't. Some things would grow, others wouldn't. But having the opportunity to start from scratch was simultaneously intimidating and liberating.