Growing up, I envied my english friends....they had inground or above ground pools, ornate swing sets, complete with monkey bars and teeter totters, and some had trampolines. But me, I had the vegetable garden. My leverage, I could offer them a fresh tomato or cucumber to entice them to play in my backyard.
Alas, we warp speed ahead...46 years later...I now am the proud owner of my own vegetable garden. But with said ownership, comes ALOT OF WORK! Mamma and Pappa didn't really share that part with us...they were out there every night, weeding, watering, tending to the fruit of their labours.....INFORMATION THAT I COULD HAVE USED! Because, like an addictive drug, the Italian Garden, lures you in....the idea of fresh tomatoe sauce, cucumber salad, beans that only come from the seeds imported from Italy 50 years ago....oh, my...how could we relinquish this tradition....WE CAN'T. The Italian Garden calls to you like a street walker calls out to the man walking down the street, like candy calls out to the fat lady, like catnip calls out to the kitty cats, like crack cocaine...the Italian Garden is an addiction that is very hard to resist.
So now, I find myself needing to repair the exterior barrier wall to the inevitable garden of love. This past weekend, old lumber was pulled out, dirt was dug, and engineering was done! Check below to see how our project "THE ITALIAN GARDEN REPAIR" went.
First you need to buy fresh railroad ties...lengths depend on your dimensions...luckily my garden is
8'x8'. We built our walls 3 tiers on each side, so we purchased 12 posts in total.
You will also require 2' rebar to anchor the lumber into the ground and secure it so they don't move.