Eight or nine years ago a contractor friend dumped several loads of "clean" fill onto a front corner of the property. Of course the definition of "clean" is subjective, and I've since dug out from it many chunks of concrete, sewage pipe and big limestone chunks -- it seems he was digging out the foundation of an old house to make way for a new one. Some good things have come of it, though: Peony, Iris and Hosta somehow survived the trauma and I've transplanted some beautiful heritage varieties to other gardens. The Mount itself I left alone and it soon transformed into a home for enormously tall wildflowers - most of them not really welcome. Last year I started to reclaim the Mound - here are some shots:
Last June after I cleared away about a quarter of it:
The next stages will include clearing away the rest of the Mound, adding more steps to the centre and continuing to transplant things from elsewhere on the property - there's always an over-abundance of Echinacea sprouting up!