One of them was beautifully irridescent in the sunlight, one was a streaky granite, and another was nothing more than a long, chipped landscaping brick. We shall wash the dirt from all of them, stack them attractively, and plant something in the nooks. Perhaps a scottish or irish moss, or maybe something else.
None shall pass that hole under the fence. ;o)
Next campaign: Have the old kitchen table removed from the yard before it collapses.