Pausing here and there to debate her choices, Daffy, wound her way through the tangled greenhouse with practiced steps, warning every once in a while for him to watch his step— "Oh watch out!" She reached out just in time to swat her chomping cabbage away from taking a nibble out of his arm. "So naughty Hector, mind your manners when we have guests!" She chirped and tossed him something from the compost heap. "He's probably not what you're looking for." She giggled again.

Guiding him onward, his tray only half full, Daff had a plan forming in her mind, but without truly knowing what she was working with, it was quite difficult. "It won't fit on there, but you'll probably want a pair of yew or aspen trees, hardy for the soil you describe. Pumpkins will be a lovely ground cover, though it's a little late to plant them..." She could easily get them to grow herself, but she wondered if she could give accurate enough directions. "A steady grass to fill in if you like?" She questioned, pausing at the little flat of soft marshy grasses in the middle of a block of plants.

"Do you want some flowers or no? I know it sounds overdone, but I love the flowering thistles we have." Some perennials would be alright and easy to maintain if he wasn't well-versed.