I've been spending quite a bit of time working at a garden in town. It has been quite a blessing for me for many reasons - I've been able to spend more time gardening in a lower area where things can actually grow well, I've got some useful experience with growing on an even larger scale (250 tomato plants, 3000 corn plants, 30 cages of potatoes and much more) than I am used to, I've learned to drive a tractor properly and...I've been the lucky recipient of some early veggies - a very nice bonus of working for a gardener who is even more impatient than I am and also owns a greenhouse.
Because once I'm done working on the big gardens then I spend some time working on my garden that is also there. The newspaper is put down on top of the dirt and then the grass clippings go on top for mulch. These do a fantastic job of preventing weeds and I'm really not sure how I ever managed to keep up a garden before I learned this. I have buckets of finished compost and a little unfinished compost that I dug into the beds too. I've also started transporting containers of nettle fertilizer and I'm hoping that I manage to NOT spill this in my car. I do so love to garden.