Back in Brisbane, we planted a garden. The low-maintenance, modern kind with spiky plants that thrive in terrible soil under the care of terrible gardeners like us.
Out here, I'm able to dabble a little more. That's partly because I have the time, partly because the soil is so fertile and wonderful, partly because the Laidley Street Markets (every Friday morning, folks) are a great place to buy cheap plants.
Like a sucker, I paid $15 a pop for each of my first 10 small hedging plants at the nursery before discovering the men at the markets sell 10 of them for $15. I have been planting hedges all over the place ever since, which I hope will pay dividends in a few years.
I go to the Street Market most Fridays now to see what else I can find. At prices like that, a novice gardener like me can afford to experiment and learn by trial and error.
But it's all for a good cause.