Image from blog: HeartReach . A long time ago, I planted a small 6 foot by 6 foot garden at an apartment complex I and my family were living in. The caretakers for the grounds told me that the soil was impeded by a complete layer of clay about 8 inches under the top soil. If I did not remove the clay from my garden plot, my tomatoes, zucchini and morning glories would have no chance of growing. So, upon taking the caretaker's advice about the clay, I proceeded to dig up the topsoil and grass. As they had told me, the clay layer was fully blocking access to the soil beneath it. All day long I chipped and dug and removed wheelbarrow-full, by wheelbarrow-full of clay out of my small plot of land. At the end of that day, I was soaked with sweat, but I knew I was making progress to break through to good soil. After all the top soil and clay that had been removed; it was necessary for me to refill the 6x6 plot back in with about ten bags of gardening soil. The soil was filled in. my star...
Life is tough, but hope is tougher.