This patch of soil in my garden has been poorly tended and sectioned out for failure.
That which is planted in the nutrient rich soil needs dividing and pruning.
This section of sustainable space is, however, not producing at capacity. The soil is rich, the seed is quality, but the effort to maintain it has become secondary, perhaps tertiary.
The remaining sections in my little garden are so poorly planned. The soil has not been enriched or turned. There are rocks, myriad weeds, and shattered fragments of soul-debris.
This space, rather than the other, is what consumes life-time. This space is dangerously close to encroaching on the other.
Neglect of a garden leads to failure. Neglect of a heart to death. Perhaps I should explain this dilemma to my Landlord and to my Nutritionist.