Bobert, I dug out the basketball pole (the hoop came off easily first). It was the kind of adventure that you usually talk about, and is a story that should be told with a West Virginie twang. Because I had to figure out how BIG to dig the open pit to remove that ingot of concrete, but then I had to backfill under it and move it around to tamp it down so I could get the darned thing level with the driveway and out of the hole and rolled down to the street.

I'll be real curious to see if this thing disappears overnight.

Now I have a wonderfully well worked spot for planting. I have an agave to move over here, and I'm going to make this a fairly dry bed, except against the house where the soaker hose keeps the foundation moist. That's where the Texas Star hibiscus will remain (I took a lantana out, but I might put one in this new area again. They are as hearty as anything I could plant here. That or a Salvia greggi.)

SRS