The cutting garden!

We've dreamt of turning the bricked terrace in back of the potting shed into a cutting garden, with space for extra plants when things croak out in the front gardens.

And now we've done it! Mom's planted plenty of irises that needed a home, some lambs ears that were getting in the way under the york rose. Now I've contributed about 100 orphaned foxgloves, who sowed themselves into a gravel path and were almost murdered by an overly enthusiastic weed whacker. They have roots, even if they don't have a lot of leaves!