My friend T came over a couple of weeks ago to help me figure out what to do with the front yard. I was filling Greg in on her ideas and we got to talking about the backyard. He asked me if I’d want to hear what he’d do back there. He then proceeded to spew a bunch of awesomeness.
Despite the fact that he hates gardening and has zero interest in landscaping, and the fact that I’ve never really articulated what I want in a yard, he came up with a plan that nailed everything I want. It’s a good thing he’s so cute because that’s frankly kind of annoying. I think about my yard constantly! Why am I not coming up with this stuff?
Basically his plan involves building a rather large (and low–think Japanese) deck off the second bedroom, which would eventually get French doors. BEHOLD, my superior MS Paint skills:
It would be big enough for a table that can seat 8-10 so I could have dinner parties back here. He’d shorten the existing rotten wood deck off of my bedroom so it was really just stairs, then put down large stone pavers. He’d build up the plantings between the two decks so I’d have a little seating area just outside our bedroom sliders. Think Adirondack chairs and martinis. The big bone planter would get dismantled and moved to the other side of the yard where the cement slab is (and it would have a new shape). The cement slab would get broken up and removed so we could expand the plantings in that weird back corner.
My one addition to this plan was to add a tree in the center of the yard for height and to provide a tiny bit of shade to one side of the deck. And I added a rain garden. And of course I mocked up these awesome plans in Paint.
Of course, he had to outdo that too. While I was out drinking wine with Bill, Greg measured the yard and built me a layout TO SCALE.
(Have I mentioned I love living with him? He’s a fabulous roommate and I couldn’t be happier.)
