But I was proud of my ability to avoid the wall.
Until last Friday, when I scattered stones for several feet turning my Tacoma too sharply as I backed up the drive from the garage. When I saw that the only damage to the truck was some scratches on the wheel well and a bent mudflap, I felt very lucky.
I piled the stones into the now crushed bed of stella d'oro daylilies and went to work. By the time I came home that night, I had a plan. I would rebuild the wall myself, but finally move it further back. And I would make a path through the shade garden with the extra rocks.
And so I did!
Here's the wall before:
And here it is after:
These pictures show each end of the new path:
And today I ate the first ripe full sized tomato from the garden, a funny looking and delicious Mortgage Lifter. A wonderful sweet rich heirloom, perfect cut up into chunks with a sherry vinaigrette featuring my own finely diced garlic.