There is good stuff, though! When I left for work this morning, the area between the tool shed and the wood pile was a mass of tumbled rock and concrete overgrown with thorns. When I came home at noon, it had been transformed:
Our landscaping/tree guy (We have one of those now! He's awesomely bearded and professes to love 'playing in the dirt') decided to fuss about with what was at hand.** There's a raised bed ready for planting. Sadly, I'm a terrible gardener. I'll be soliciting advice as to what/how to plant. In case you want to start mulling: it's well drained, rich soil. Mostly shade. Fussy plants need not apply.
*In case you were wondering, that scene still makes me weepy. It also makes me wince at how hard Atreyu's pulling on the bit. ouch!
**this was above and beyond what he'd billed us for; he saw an opportunity and couldn't bear to let it pass.