Moved a little concrete and rock today for a New Mexico flavored Zen garden. It isn’t exactly right yet, but it will come together.
The concrete barriers were mostly buried in the front yard but should clean up in a good rain. I filled it with crusher fines, also inherited, plus my natural rock. I will move these or other rocks around until it is pleasing, then rake. I can also bury an alcohol gel fuel container for fire on cool summer evenings.
The picture is taken from my bench and this is in the middle of my French Potager, with German hugelkultur beds. Not to mention a riotous mixture of flowers, herbs, wild edibles, fruits and vegetables. No purist in this household.