Back yard
After today, the only thing lacking for me to be able to go from my kitchen through a clean, tidy, non-leaking mudroom into a well-groomed and attractive outdoor living room in the back yard is the door itself.
Up to last week, I had this:
and this:
And now I've got this:
and this:
and this!
(let me tell you, setting up that fountain is a bitch. It weighs about 200 pounds.
A neighborhood landscape company did a lot of the heavy lifting, and there's still some planting to go (jasmine is proposed as a vining cover for the lattice, and I could probably still spend a small fortune in brightly colored annuals and make the space into a parade float) but mostly, it's done, and as soon as I have my damn door I'll be able to proceed directly from coffee-pot to outdoor table on the few weekend mornings I've got left before autumn sets in.
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Up to last week, I had this:
and this:
And now I've got this:
and this:
and this!
(let me tell you, setting up that fountain is a bitch. It weighs about 200 pounds.
A neighborhood landscape company did a lot of the heavy lifting, and there's still some planting to go (jasmine is proposed as a vining cover for the lattice, and I could probably still spend a small fortune in brightly colored annuals and make the space into a parade float) but mostly, it's done, and as soon as I have my damn door I'll be able to proceed directly from coffee-pot to outdoor table on the few weekend mornings I've got left before autumn sets in.
Crossposted from Dreamwidth, where there are
comments. | Comment at Dreamwidth.