Once the tomatos were gone, there was very little left! The mint is going to seed and crawling out onto the grass. (The fragrance is lovely when I mow!)

Above, the toolshed, built in the 1940s.


Above: that's spearmint, spilling out of its square bricked-in bed and onto the front walk.

 
Above: robins like to bathe here in the late afternoons.

The steps to the right of the bench lead up to the front walk.