Inspired by another rather lovely thread.
Mine was a collection of pots with as much as I could crammed into them on the hard standing that didn’t belong to me outside my front door. The neighbours were so patient, though would have to say every so often that they couldn’t actually get their garage door open.
Then a move to a house with a back yard that I packed full of trees in pots, veg in pots….husband had to edge round to his precious bbq and lightly complain about the herb fennel ticking his neck.
Then an allotment That a slightly disapproving committee said was more like a garden. Planted 2 against the rules plum trees that are now tall and full of bees and flowers.
Finally in a house with a garden, and trying hard to work out the permanency of now longer planting in pots!