I dug no plants to move, the only plants moved are in these pots, below. Pots not moved since arrival. Have not gardened yet. Beloved has spent 2 years removing invasives, clearing for roads, reconditioning pond/dam, grading, renovating sheds, house, painting, irrigation, etc.
Late spring/early summer Beloved was beyond himself wanting tomatoes. No potager yet, we walked the garden picking a spot, temporary, for his tomatoes. On his own, he decided the chosen spot was too far away, and he brought a dozen large black plastic pots to the drive, below.
Yes, this was a drive, above/below. What had been a single-car-garage in the real estate ad began life as a single carriage barn, a 2-seat sport model carriage at most, with a long rotted away wood floor by the time we 1st looked at the property. Seller, realtor, inspector, us, were quite mum's-the-word-on-that-'garage'. Beloved put in the stone wall, stopping the flow of water into the 'garage', which is now a shed.
Tree & pots, below, are on the property line. Typically historic, house near the road, facing east, at a property line, allowing space for an orchard on the other side of the house.
Chairs, above, still painted the same green from my previous garden.
From the deck, Beloved's tomatoes, below. Close to the house, they've earned a permanent spot. Will prepare potager beds before fall planting, below, trimmed with bricks from our chimneys, alas, removed for safety. Granite gravel, #89, best with the color of our house, quarry no more than a mile away.
See the chairs in front of the shed, above? Nice trick, and an even better place to have lunch or sit late evening with my cats.
Having the potager this close to the house, pure accident.
Garden & Be Well, XOT
Pics shot yesterday/today.