Okay, so this week, the ladies are super killing me. It's MY DREAM YARD... hello! They are all crafty and "oh, look at my pretty flowers"... Yeah. I'm a freaking Walking Dead fan. If anyone tells me to LOOK AT THE FLOWERS, I'm likely to shoot them first. So not cool.
Now don't get me wrong. Yes, I'd love to have a pretty back yard. I do love organization and lovely things, but it's just not me. I kill everything. I mean, everything. Flowers, shrubs, trees...if there's a way to kill it off, I'll find it. About the only thing that's impressive at my house is my wisteria tree. Apparently the damn thing thrives on neglect and abuse. So ramming the trunk with the John Deer...it likes it. Not worrying about watering it ever. No problem. My kind of tree, people. And if dandelions were cherished, I'd have the best damn lawn in town. Along with the buttercup. Yup, I'd be the envy of all.
Alas, some jackass decided weeds aren't nice. Don't know why. They grow. Without help, without nurturing...they just grow. And they spread. Everywhere. About the only saving grace is that this is a post about my Dream Yard, not the one I currently have, so...let's begin.
But first...you got it. Motivation...
Can I have him in my perfect garden? I'm a sucker for that longer hair. What can I say. I bet it grows without too much effort:)
Okay...now on to gardens. Well, first off, my ultimate garden would have some kind of deck created by Paul LeFrance...damn. The imagination on this guy. Here are some of the ones I've loved the most..
And maybe, just maybe, if I had a deck like this, the boys wouldn't play hockey on it. I can tell you that no amount of stain holds up to that, lol. But then we wouldn't be Canadian if we didn't play hockey year round on the damn deck!
I'd also like to have some kind of zen thing going on. And that would most likely mean it'd need water. So something like this...
And I'd need a place to write...or read...
And I think I'd like a treehouse. I mean, I always wanted a treehouse. Perhaps at the new house, I'll finally freaking build one. Not sure any of these will be the design, but if I could...
So I'm noticing a pattern here, folks. I haven't included much greenery. I think because in my ideal garden, it'd be mostly forest. No grass to mow, no flower beds to weed. Just nature as she was intended to be...chaotic in all her beauty. My house nestled amidst the pines. Maybe I should consider living in a giant treehouse, lol. A place like these...
Yup. I definitely think those last two would incorporate my dream house in my dream yard. The one Mother Nature takes care of for me.
Now, I'm sure the other ladies will put me to shame. They are all visionaries, let's face it. They have green thumbs. They grow vegetables! They have living things in their yards. They probably edge their grass and nurture bulbs...whatever. Look at the flowers...
So hop on over and check out their inspirations on Dream Yards. For me, I'll stick to the forest.
Edging the grass is for people with no life. ;)
ReplyDeleteI snorted my coffee at your wisteria tree. And playing hockey on the deck. I adore you, Norris. I really love the foresty vibe of your dream yard and OMG, yes to tree houses!!!
The deck and the tree house is amazing!! You can have a whole tree house city and I would come to visit you. Because I know you would love that. Then you could translate for me since I'm sure your people in Can-A-dia wouldn't understand my language. ;-)
ReplyDeleteTrust me...hockey rules at this house. And the poor deck pays the price. But one day...one day I might have one that isn't abused, lol. Who am I kidding...will never happen.
ReplyDeleteAnd I'd love to translate for you, Gwen, 'eh? Seeing as you are my official translator for your peeps, I'll gladly return the favour :D see that.. favour with a 'u'...