In 2010, I purchased this farm from my grandparents and dove straight into yard work. Back then, I was also starting my work life, so big ambitions—hauling in loads of plants and installing elaborate hardscaping—had to wait. Instead, I opted for elbow grease and tackled every task I could manage: ripping out sod, moving the vegetable garden, and filling empty beds with sale price perennials and trees (some of which I later transplanted as my vision evolved). Over time, I began to discover my...