How does one end up hanging on to some things when others, obviously more important, get tossed? I'll never know. Going through some random papers last weekend Andrew ran across this sketch. It's of our front garden, as seen from the house, looking out towards the street (text added, for clarification). I can only imagine we were trying to decide if all the front lawn was going to be removed (something we did in early summer 2006, after living in the house for about 10 months) or we were going to keep a tiny patch. Here we were leaning towards a heart shaped patch, or maybe that's a slightly lop-sided butt. Dunno.
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Either way, I was drawing amorphous plant shapes, while Andrew was having fun adding the iconic "donkey with cart" and lawn jockey. I'm happy to report we have neither. And while we obviously identified a need for pavers next to both driveways (since they're too narrow for car, driver and passenger) we never have done anything about that.
*WWWT is a slightly altered version of my longstanding WWTT posts. In this version it's "what were we thinking" instead of "what were they thinking".
Weather Diary, May 2: Hi 85, Low 57/ Precip 0
All material © 2009-2017 by Loree Bohl for danger garden. Unauthorized reproduction prohibited and just plain rude.
Either way, I was drawing amorphous plant shapes, while Andrew was having fun adding the iconic "donkey with cart" and lawn jockey. I'm happy to report we have neither. And while we obviously identified a need for pavers next to both driveways (since they're too narrow for car, driver and passenger) we never have done anything about that.
*WWWT is a slightly altered version of my longstanding WWTT posts. In this version it's "what were we thinking" instead of "what were they thinking".
Weather Diary, May 2: Hi 85, Low 57/ Precip 0
All material © 2009-2017 by Loree Bohl for danger garden. Unauthorized reproduction prohibited and just plain rude.