There are a few spots on the other side of the laneway across from the house where the grass grows hip deep in the soggy, open field. I suppose at some point in the distant past a previous owner likely used this open space as garden or for crops, though I think it would have been a rather awkward location to access with a tractor for much of the year as it is generally very wet. The mint that grows here is certainly wild but the chives which grow in random big bunches along what appears to be an old ditch are more likely the offspring of those planted long ago. There are no tell tale ruts from tilling, and no other garden plants gone wild here that we can see. These are the first bits of green to push through long brown grass in the spring.