Each gardener may accumulate a lifetime of experience. And then it rolls over and the next generation starts, quite often from scratch. Its a strange thing that gets me thinking a lot. We need to archive this knowledge. But its so unwieldly, so complex, so responsive to context. Maybe something like AI can integrate it all. There is also a need to sift information as clearly it sometimes comes from true experience garnered by an open, experimentally adventurous mind, and sometimes its just a set of rules acquired by inherited conventions. I loved these comments on spacing and water. This is where the wheels hit the road. My experience has taught me three big lessons. The first that plants love each other, to a far greater extent than we give them credit. Nearly all plants will thrive in company, but sometimes there is a brake on this mutuality, such as shading out, or being in a large vigorous plant's root zone when you're small and tentative. The second lesson was to ignore 80% of the growing instructions from the northern hemisphere and just add water. It is so dry here in summer that very little survives, even with daily watering. I grow my European vegetables in deep beds lined with plastic. Its the only way I've achieved any results, after years of heartbreak with composting, lasagna and hugelkultur, in which I believed I just needed to add enough organics and the soil would 'hold water'. This doesn't really work in a seasonal desert where it doesn't rain for 6 months. The third lesson was to plant natives and locally adapted plants, vegetables from Africa, and not from the north. If I do grow Euroveg they are in plastic lined beds and I throw nutrients at them with unfettered abandon, urine, pigeon manure, compost, humanure, bone and stone meal. When a northern gardener advises that a plant doesn't need rich soil and will thrive in poor soil, I pile on the extras. Our soils at the tip of Africa are notoriously 'low nutrient' on a global comparison, and all the microbial life in the world will not compensate for missing minerals, actually, despite what regenerative Ag enthusiasts may claim. In addition I garden on an old sand dune with 4 plus meters of pure white sand beneath my feet. Now that I've learned to line my grow beds with plastic, add water, pour on the nutrients and plant only locally adapted plants in the ground, the yield from the garden finally allows us to eat some home grown every day. Its been a decade of struggle.