Well, I started. Cleared a largish bed in the back garden. It has hellebores and bergina, violets and two roses bushes and windflowers and a million weeds. I cleared every weed. Killing work but got such a great treat at the end. There in the middle of the very last cluster of weeds, a long way from the hellebores was a rogue helleborette. I was so excited. It felt like a reward for the hard work. Dug it up and replanted under the apple tree. Then turned my head and I saw a teeny muscari, just rising just at the point of blue tinting green, centred in a nest of fern fronds. So tremulous and tender.
Bought some bags of aged manure today and must spread that over the weeded bed very soon this week or all my work is in vain. Are you tilthing yet? I guess mine isn’t a true tilth as my garden has too many plantings to do that turning-earth-over-to-a-depth-of-a-spade number. I will be hand trowelling for all I am worth though. Augmenting to the deepest I can manage while protecting roots.
Wish me well! :)