I'm thinking that I need to build a raised bed full of aromatics, with a focus on salve ingredients. Imagination never matches reality.
She imagines: a raised bed, neatly contained with lumber. The grass is neatly mowed around the edges of this bed. The plants contained within are neatly organized in straight rows, with a lovely mulch to protect the soil, nourish the plants, and maintain optimal soil moisture.
What she gets: a raised bed, with plants taking over in wild abandon. The more aggressive plants completely crowd out their shy neighbors. While the mulch is there, it becomes invisible b/c of encroaching weeds. Meanwhile, the grass grows tall outside the bed, setting seeds, sending out invading rhizomes, all with the intent of taking over this new oasis of beautiful soil.