I’ve got a lot to learn. It seems I don’t even know what tools I need, what techniques they’ll serve, how they’ll transform my backyard into more than its current state of desiccated stardust. I’m hoping to cultivate life itself? Call forth my own nourishment from dead-seeming dirt? If I lived in a world without commercial supermarkets, and my life actually depended on the work I do with my own two hands, I would die of starvation in no time.