Here's some pots of plants excavated from the ground to huddle inside while it's too cold. Then back outside in the spring! Sorry the pics are small, Imageshack is doing that. Maybe you can get a bigger version clicking on them, I can't figure it out. I thought there were too many pics for individual posts... Begonias, Hemigraphis, the Tradescantia pallida is hardy but the above-ground parts are lost to frost. Might as well start new plants with them over winter. Sans, more Begonia, Tradescantia, ZZ, Callisia fragrans: Begonia, Aglaonema, misc cuttings. Rex Begonia vine cuttings put in water for a few weeks until roots appeared, Brugmansia cutting, Tradescantia 'Red Hill.' The 2 pots on the left are from a recent trade but the pot on the right is excavated ground plants, Sans, Coleus, Callisia fragrans, another Begonia. Plectranthus 'Mona Lavender' with Tradescantia cuttings. Couple of Aglaonemas, Begonias. More Ags and Tradescantia. These 2 Ags are losing some leaves over this, the hardest adjustment (apparent so far) of any of them. I left the soon-to-be-lost leaves on, on purpose. These were desperately thirsty when I dug them up, that probably didn't help.

Yes, Portulaca pilosa. Tough plants, for sure. :)

Portulaca pilosa, common name Kiss me Quick. You can add your additional pic to your original post as a follow-up (now).

My house was built in 1916 as a parsonage for the United Methodist-Episcopal South Church. No real owners - just transient ministers, so nothing interesting garden-wise. The most interesting features are an intricately-designed 15-ft.-deep cistern, and the brickwork of 3 chimneys that serve 6 fireplaces. I tilled most of the flower beds and ran across enough broken dishes and silverware to conclude that many a bad meal was served here over the decades! Also beds of used coal, garbage and antique bottles, even a piece of petrified wood. For reasons unknown to me, I found many old and very small horseshoes. Also found a silver Deutsche Mark minted in nazi Germany (complete with nazi symbol imprinted on front). But my very best find was while tilling up the front yard for sodding. Underneath several inches of soil I discovered a ruby Mason's ring. Many months later I found the owner. He was in his late 70's and had lost it while roofing the house several decades ago. He replaced the ring some time after losing it, but "retired" the replacement after getting the original ring back. He sacked groceries at the local grocery store and always raised his hand to my face to let me know he was wearing the original ring whenever I came in. In short, I love my old home so much that almost everything I have unearthed goes on display!