Notice the goofy grins that suggest we felt simultaneously adorable and scared sh$*less after purchasing this incredibly random patch of weeds. And we brought a pitchfork. A pitchfork. How undeniably inexperienced we were. (A pitchfork?!). You gotta start somewhere. If you're reading this then you're either a kind friend/relative, or you're thinking about starting somewhere. If you're the latter, then I beg you to look around for a patch of wilderness be it a backyard or a terra cotta pot. Grab your "pitchfork" - whatever it may be - and dig in.